Slave To The Badboy

Chapter 2

"yes, yes, when will I get the money.....  Okay....  Can it be soon... What are you saying! It's our money and we want it now... Shut up!" My mom angrily slams the telephone down, foaming angrily.

"Mom?" I called

"What!" She snaps at me making me Flinch

"Nothing." I say continuing looking at my book as I try to answer the math assignment my teacher gave me.

"I'm sorry, what do you want to tell me." She says frustrated as she brushed her hair to the back, leaning on the kitchen counter.

"When will dad come up?"

"Soon." She says and started dialing again.

"Mom." I called out before she could fully dial the number she's calling.

"Hmm?" She turn to me.

"School fee is on Monday. The principal announced that we need to pay." I say playing with my pencil.

My mom sigh, and brushes her hair to the back again

"You'll have to stop school Carter." My mom mutter.

"What! Why!" I ask standing up.

"Just." She points at me. "No question." She says and I frown dropping my pencil as I rush to my room, slamming the door annoyed at the fact that I was going to be a drop out, if dad was here he won't agree to this, he'll know that I need to study.

"Hello, this is Mrs Bennetton and I wanted to discuss about my husband bank account_" I heard my mom's voice through the door.

After some hours of just playing ball in my room, my mom calls me for dinner.

"Carter, it's time to eat." She shouts and I stand up from my bed walking out of my room and into the dining room.

I sat in front of my mom as we both eat in silence but after a minute there was a nod on our door making both of our attention turn to the door.

My mom dropped her spoon and fork, pulling out of her chair and walks to the door, pulling it open.

"Hello Ms Dominic, may I help you." My mom greeted the person on the door

"Yes, you may by paying your rent by next week." Mrs Dominic our landlady snaps.

"Oh, next week, I don't think I will have money by next week."

"Then next next week."

"Please can you give us a month or more."

"Are you insane, if you do not pay by next week consider yourself out of this house."

"You know what's happening to my husband, I have a daughter, I won't have a place to go  if you push us out of the house by next week. Please a month, I promise we will do all we can to pay."

"A week!'

"Please." My mom begged griping the door tightly.

"A week and your out!" The woman walks away without hearing another word.

Frustrated, my mom close the door and leans on it.

"Mom, where is dad?" I ask again for the second time today.

"He is coming." She mutters and walks to her chair, wiping a some tears before siting and continued eating in silence

After some days things were getting a bit better, my mom would smile sometimes when I'll ask her about dad but of course she keeps saying 'he's coming'

I stopped going to school and just stayed at home and waited for Jericho to get out of school so we can play since the days were boring and plane.

I bounce my ball outside our Apartment, shooting the ball in the ring that Jericho sticked to his apartment door.

I heard rushing footstep on the building iron stairs.

"Carterine!" My mom shouted leaning down in front of me and grabbing my shoulder

"Grab your bag and things you'll need, were going!"

"To where?" I ask confused at the sudden rush.

"Hurry!" I hurried and went into the house, grabs some cloths.

My mom also rushed in and grab some cloths and toothbrush.

When we were done, she grabbed my hand, locked the door and we started rushing out of the building.

"Are we leaving the house?" I ask still confused.

"No, we'll come back in a couple of days."

"Where are we going to?"

"To your dad."

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