Work For It.

Chapter 1

"What's the plans for this week.?" I asked my best friend, Latavia. As I walked in the kitchen on a boring Monday morning.

"Girl shit, going to work from Monday through Friday then we gon hit the club." She said, throwing her hands up in the air, dancing around the kitchen with a fork in her hand.

"Be careful. U gon kill me, I got shit to do today." I said, laughing, ducking my head.

"Bitch u gon be ok." She said, waving her hand at me, going back to cooking breakfast. Latavia is crazy, but she's still my best friend. I rolled my eyes and headed to my room, so I could get ready for work. My name is Alexia Bussel and I'm 23 years old. My best friend is Latavia Colsey and we live together. I'm 5ft, brownskin, love to help people, have fun and smoke (sometimes.) "Hoe, come get ur breakfast, cause u know Ima eat it."

"I'm coming shut up." I yelled back, I fixed my shirt and walked downstairs to the kitchen. "Thank u."

"Whatever." She said with a smirk on her face. "I'm finna go get ready for work, I'll be down in a minute."

"I'll be down here eating." I said, pushing my eggs to the side. She know I don't eat eggs, this bitch be tryna kill me. After I finished my breakfast, I washed my plate out.

"Ight come on, let's go." Latavia said, coming down the stairs with the car keys in her hand. If ur wondering I work as a therapist, yup I help crazy people with their problems. "So how many people u gotta deal with, today.?"

"Well, so far like 3. I think." I said, pulling my phone out, checking. "4 people."

Sometimes, I feel like Latavia should be a therapist. She can tell how u feeling by just looking at u. She's quiet and always goofy (y'all already know about the goofy part.)

"We here. I'll see u later ok." She said, I shook my head and got out the car. I love my job, but I hate people.

"Hello, Ms. Bussel. Good morning." Sally Anne said as I walked in the office. I smiled and nodded my head at her.

"Let them in." Is all I said then went in my office to wait on my first person to walk in.

"Ms. Bussel, hello." Rosa said, coming in, taking a seat on the couch. Rosa is 19 and is married. Her husband beats on her and now she's pregnant.

"Hello, Mrs. Vandike. So, what's new.?" I asked, getting comfortable in my chair.

"I just can't do it, he's mean, abusive and busy. He beat be last night, I called my mom, but no words came out. I don't know what to tell her that I married the man she hates and now he's beating me like crazy. I don't know what to do anymore, he doesn't love me. He chests on me and I'm sick of it." Rosa said with tears coming out of her eyes. Sometimes, I wish I had Latavia's job.

"Ok, Rosa calm down. Listen to me sweetheart. What u need to do is talk to ur mother. At this point u really need her and she probably misses u a lot. Give her a call." I said, passing her my phone. She shook her head and dialed up her number then put her on loud speaker.

"May I ask who's calling.?" She asked, putting up the phone.

"Mom, this is Rosa. Can we talk.?" She asked, looking up at me, as I gave her a thumbs up.

"Yes, of course. What u wanna talk about.?" Her mom asked, sounding concerned.

"About John. I'm sorry mom. I married him, I'm now pregnant and he's starting to beat on me." Rosa said all in one breathe. Couldn't be me.

"Hey, u listen to me. What did I teach u? U don't let no man put their nasty hands on u. No matter if ur married to him. U remember what I did to ur dad.?" She asked Rosa, as I shook my head in agreement.

"Ya and he never put his hands on u ever again." Rosa said.

"Ok then. Ima call ur brother. Thank u for calling." She said then hung up.

"I like ur mom. She's really cool." I said with a smile on my face. She shook her head and smiled at me.

"I really wanna thank u for helping me. U really mean a lot to me." Rosa said, as we stood up, she pulled me in and hugged me very tightly.

"U welcome." I said, as she let me go and walked out. I love my job, helping people is what I do best.

~Alexis.