Love and Hate

family

EDITED

Beep! Beep!
Oh sweet jesus, what is that noise?
Beep! Beep!
It's my stupid alarm.
I opened my eyes and blessed myself for dropping the curtains last night, the sun seems to be extra happy today.
I realized i had to get to work and got out of bed, I didn't even bother to turn off the alarm, if it wants to scream it's lungs out, I'll let it.

It's Monday morning and I'm extremely happy because I love working my ass off for little money. Yaaay
Actually, I hate Mondays, it reminds me that I have to spend the rest of the week with Taffy the bitch. Taffy is Tiffany and she is my boss at the cafe, she's really bossy and makes life hard for her employees. And a young woman like me just can't stand that because why should I.
An Angel should be treated like an angel and a bitch should be regarded as a bitch... period.

I strongly believe that your work environment should be convenient and a crappy boss shows zero convenience.
Right?   Of course I'm right.
Taffy wants to be the stick up everyone's ass, but I need that paycheck every month which is why I'm making my way to the bathroom. The bills won't pay themselves.

I stripped at the door and dumped my clothes in the laundry basket before turning the shower on. The cold water hit my skin and i didn't stop myself from screaming out loud.
This is what I get for taking cold showers every night.
I set the water to the right temperature and relax when the warm water hits my skin.

I'm bullet proof nothing to loose
Far away, far away
Ricochet you take your aim
Far away far away.

They say that the best singers started their great careers in the bathroom but me singing in the bathroom is like stirring a big pot of witch poison to end every human and creature that has ears within 5m radius.

I switched from singing to humming as I was taking my bath, I washed my hair and body gently.
Even if I don't like going to work, I shouldn't smell like a dirty sock and kill everyone with my stench.

I stepped out of my bathroom and applied some lotion all over my body like y'all do it then slip into my black jeans (I'm sure it hates me now), crop top and leather jacket and pick my favorite converse (it hates me too).
When I say favorite, it simply means "I've worn it so many times and it needs to be replaced".

I brushed my hair and pull it into a ponytail, it's not like i can do anything besides that.
Now that I'm done its time for the best part of my day, breakfast baby.
My house is a not so big and not so small and not so medium but I consider the walk down the stairs a workout routine so I don't have to visit the gym for a death session called "getting fit".

"Hi mom, hi dad" I greeted once I got to the kitchen
"Hey honey did you sleep well" mom asked
"Nope" I said popping the p.
"What's wrong? " dad asked. His voice filled with worry and concern. Ahh that man loves me so much.
"Nothing dad, I stayed up late watching movies"
"You really need to stop doing that, you have to save enough energy for work. I'm starting to think you're the reason why Tiffany gives everyone a hard time at work" my Mum said as she placed a plate of pancakes and maple syrup in front of me.
"Thanks" I totally ignored her because I know what's going to happen if I acknowledge what she said.
"Bella" dad called
"Yes" I replied with a mouthful
"Do you need a ride?" Such a lifesaver.
"Yes thanks dad"
"You're welcome princess, now hurry up or you'll be late"

I finished every piece of pancakes on my plate even though I want to run out of here, my stomach comes first for me.
I cleaned up after i was done and joined my dad at the door.

"Ready" dad asked
"As always. Bye mother"
"Be home early today" she only raised her eyebrows up like a warning but she knows her child, I wouldn't come home early to be nagged by her.
"Goodbye love" dad said and kissed mum on the cheek.
He's always trying to ease the tension and that's why I love having him around.

My mum and I have never been on the same page  since i can remember. She's just so adamant about things going her way and if it doesn't she would nag you to death.
My father can put up with that but me, I've always been her override button.
I don't take her nagging and I don't mind her cold attitude towards me so that's why we don't get along.

I follow my dad to his car and got in. Time for work people, we need to make some money so we can spend.
Okurrrr

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