CHAPTER (1)NE

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The next three days were a little piece of paradise; I slept in everyday with the mere excuse of dehydration and my little lie of a splint ankle.
Oh, my right hand was a bit twisted too.

Now here was the problem. Sure I was having the time of my life but my boss knew nothing like a paid leave. I was as sure as a Christian is of the bible that I would have to work extra-extra hard not mentioning overtime to get my rightful salary that month.

It was the law as far as the dragon was concerned, speaking of which; during that three day period, I got endless calls from her threatening to fire me. It was unbelievable, but given her reputation,expected.

You'd think she'd sympathize, but first, hell would have to literally freeze over. There was no winning with her. For the three days I was hoping to sleep in and maybe go out and frolic like a rainbow crowning a glorious mountain.

But no, and why? The devil was disguised as my boss.

She was the kind of person to laugh at a funeral. I remember vividly one time I was told that she shot a dead body and then uttered the words, "Hell celebrates tonight."

The dead body was one of her own children from what I heard. Imagine what kind of hell she puts every other person through if she can openly and in broad daylight do that to her own blood.

And speaking of blood, my bed was full of it.

How I hated this moments. It's this times of the month that made me wish I was a man or at least pregnant.
What I would have given to be in menopause right about then. Older women always seem comfortable with their bodies, they have very few demands.

Oh how I wished.

This particular morning was slow for me, I was just lying there awake and as hopeless as a zombie wondering whether to pull out my sheets and throw them out or just pretend like every thing was fine.

There was always that alternative of having them cleaned but I didn't want to get my hands dirty. "What a struggle it is to be a woman? If only I had a choice. Argh!" I said to myself but loudly and angrily.

I finally got up and put my lazy body to work. It was weird how disgusted I was with myself, "thank God I'm still single." I lamented.

Just imagine having a guy over, actually imagine it was you waking up next to a clumsy girl soaked in a pool of blood. Sure at first you'd be concerned but after realizing I'm not hurt and it's really just my filth, trust me; even I wouldn't return to such a mess.

Enough of me, let's talk work.
"Grr!Grr!" My phone rang. Actually it had a David Guetta song as the ringtone 'Titanium'. I always loved that song. In fact I let my phone ring over and over on purpose every time just so I could hear it play.

"Hallo!"I answered.

"You think were running a charity over here Sallie? I have been through worse scenarios than you not to mention the embarrassment you caused us. I mean me. That's right; I'm the one you embarrassed. Are you even listening to what I'm saying?" It was my boss 'The dragon'. She was so full of herself.

Every time I heard her awful voice I just felt like strangling her but mostly I ended up doing nothing.

This onetime she caught me by surprise on the hallway, immediately I heard her heart ripping voice from behind me I turned her way and before I knew it there was puke all over. Her face was the most affected part mostly.

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