Chapter 2: The acceptance

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It's been about an hour since I have finished signing up for jobs. I've filled in four online applications for a manager, a personal secretary, an assistant, and a clothes designer for a business. They all had something that I specialized in included and I was desperate. Mostly because I didn't want to hear my nagging parents but also because I would obviously need money to survive. I thought about taking a nap  but my thoughts were interrupted. I thought it would be that man whore of an ex boyfriend for about the 60th time today but it was worse... It was my family. I answered despite me not wanting to because I know they would come to my house and make a ruckus and I didn't want to disturb the people living around me. "Hello?" I spoke.

"Come home NOW!" My father said angrily before hanging up.

I sighed as I got up and changed my clothing.

I sighed as I got up and changed my clothing

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I was trying to decide if it was too gothic or something but I thought to myself 'what the hell, I bet my mother and sister were wearing something shameless and slutty

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I was trying to decide if it was too gothic or something but I thought to myself 'what the hell, I bet my mother and sister were wearing something shameless and slutty.'

I grabbed my phone and keys before walking out to my car and driving to my parent's house.

~~~~~~~~28 minutes later~~~~~~~~

I had finally arrived at my parent's house and parked. I got out of the car and walked to the front door but before I knocked, I let out a deep breath and got ready for hell to unleash.

*knock knock knock*

The doors opened immediately after I knocked by maids and furious gazes were directed at me when the door opens. I ignored the gazes and stepped inside. "Why was I called here?"

"How dare you speak that way to us!? You come in here all mighty with that slutty outfit despite everything you've done!" My sister Mina said.

All I did was roll my eyes and scoff before eyeing my mother and sister up and down, looking at how they were basically wearing cut up trash bags as they were the trash that filled it.
(😶🖤I'm not good at insults so I apologize for further cringy insult in the future.)

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