Hey I'm Lara and growing up,I was very poor. My parents had drug problems and sometimes there wasn't any food in the house because they had spent all their money on the drugs. I end up running away from home at 16 and didn't even graduate high school.
Luckily, i found a job as a waitress and things started to look better. I was making enough money to rent a room in a shared apartment with my friends and for the first time in my life I was happy.
But then i started dating this cute guy, Dillon. I didn't know it when we met, but he was really wealthy.
I began to realize the different between our incomes when he would only eat at really expensive restaurants. I told him I would rather go somewhere more affordable, but he would always insist, and it wasn't worth arguing with him.
When the bill came, it always awkward, because i feel bad for not paying my half, even though Dillon said it wasn't a problem.
I like hanging out with him, but i hate how he sometimes made me feel like I wasn't enough.
Like, if I complain about a cold weather, he would say "You think this is cold?, You should try skiing down a mountain on Austria".
And there was the time I found a really gorgeous dress at the drift shop I love that dress, but Dillon told me it was a second hand trash and promise to buy me an expensive designer dress if I ditched it.
He wouldn't even ride on my car because according to him it was old and 'embarrassing'.
For my birthday, he surprise me with a 2-weeks vacation on Bahamas, even though we had only dating for a couple months. Ofcourse, I incredibly grateful, but i just couldn't accept.
Because if I had taken two weeks from work,I'm sure,my boss will totally fired me.
Unfortunately, Drillon felt rejected and he even got a bit angry calling me a " party pooper".
Sometimes I invited him into my place so we could cook together and save money. Those were the best time we had,but when it times to wash the dishes,he never helped.
This bothered me, because I don't care who has more money,but I do believe both people in a both relationship should share the house works. It's only fair.
I guess I knew it wasn't going to work out between us, but i really tried because Dillon could be so sweet, and he made me laugh.
After 4 months of dating, he introduced me to his mom, and she asked me if I knew how to take care kids.
When I told her I didn't like children,she was shocked,because "every woman was born to be a mother". She thought I would give up my work and become a housewife, but I like having my Independence, even I'm only a waitress.
The worst thing when we hung out with some of Dillon's friends. He was really different when he was with them. When one of them called me a 'gold digger', instead of defending me, Dillon laughed.
That's when I decided to break up with him.
I think in the end our expectations were just too different and I didn't like how he look down on people.
Don't get me wrong, I loved eating at fine restaurants and wearing fancy dresses, but what I really need is a guy who makes me feel appreciated,loved and safe. Money can't buy that.
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