PAYBACK IS A BITCH

Chapter fifteen: Meeting the kids

Dave

The perplexed look on Kate's face melted away, replaced by a polite expression. She moved aside to let me in.

My jaw hit the ground as we walked further into the house. It looked way bigger, and more beautiful than the out side lead to believe.

The living room was a large space with ceiling to ground windows giving it this aerated bright feeling, and the smooth blend of contemporary and minimalist interior decor creating a serene, and relaxed atmosphere.

The white pristine walls, and mosaic floors glistened so bright that I could probably see my reflection, the ash coloured couch arranged in L shape at the centre of the living room looked like they cost double, or more what I earn in the bar.

The high ceiling had a lot of expensive looking, beautiful chandeliers hanging of it. Paintings hung off the wall, and a large wine bar could been seen in the far corner of the living room.

I felt like a kid in an amusement park with a lot to of amazing things to gawk.

Looks like five years has made a lot in Billy's life. Jealousy, like an ugly three headed monster roared loudly inside of my mind. When I looked at the woman who took my place, who was enjoying what rightfully belonged to me I felt this feeling of anger and hate towards her.

"You have a beautiful home," I complimented as I perched on top one of the couches, a polite smile played across my lips, and my eyes were clear, devoid of all the dark emotions swirling inside me.

"Thanks," Kate conceded a smile in my direction before she got down to business.

"May I see your resume. You have got one right?"

I don't know if she meant to sound condescending or not, but that was how her tone sounded.

I clenched my teeth to avoid the retort that filled my mouth. Who will go to a job interview without some kind of resume?

I nodded and gave her the file envelope in my hand. I have never worked as a nanny in my life before, but it is just about taking care of kids. How hard can that be?

Silently she took out the content of the file. What she had in her hand is a stellar resume that I lifted off the internet, none of them is true.

One of my references says I walked as nanny for the Dorsey and the Armada. I don't know if there are actual people with those names, but they sure sounded important, and I lifted it off a cartoon movie I watched years back during one of my depressive moods.

"Impressive resume," Kate looked up at me with a impassive expression on her perfectly made up face. Due to the lack of emotion accompanying her words I didn't know if she meant it or was just being kind.

Whichever the case I took it as a compliment and said the usual.

"Thanks," and cherry topped it with a smile.

"Do you have any family?" Kate had her head down as she continued to go through my file. There wasn't much inside, but she sure was reading every damn word written on the A4 papers.

I froze at her question as the past hit me like a blow to the chest. They are here, my kids and the thought of seeing them after so many years fills me with joy and dread.

So many times I wanted to come and see them, but I will always talk myself out of it. I wasn't ready yet, was the excuse I kept giving myself. They were never out of my thoughts, not for a single second. If I wasn't dreaming about them I was thinking about them, missing them wondering how they were doing.

Leaving them was the hardest thing I ever did, but I wasn't any good to them in the state of mind I was in.

All I could think about was punishing him and getting back at him for his betrayal.