W R A Y A
"I'm really sorry, Jake. I came to ask for your forgiveness," There was I, in a park that's nearby the store. Seated on a bench with Jake and his little sister.
"Sorry about what?" He asked like he didn't know what I came to apologise for. I was sure he knew but he probably was shocked that I came to apologise.
"About what I said and how I've treated you in the past. I was dumb, stupid, and ignorant. I didn't realize that I was a burden to someone the same way your mother was a burden to you," I let out with a sigh. And by the past, I meant a few weeks ago.
"Wraya, you don't need to apologise. You were right. My Mother had no right to push all her responsibilities onto me but she kept having baby after baby knowing she had no way to take care of them. I did what you told me to do, I left," Now, that shocked me. What does that mean?
"I know, I'll explain so you can close your mouth," he joked. "After you stopped coming to the store, I took your shift along with mine and other part-time jobs I had too. I only had 2-3 hours of sleep every day and it messed with my health. I fainted and I had to be taken to the hospital by the people that saw me passing out. The doctor advised me to take it easy and rest but it wasn't possible knowing I had people to take care of but the doctor had said a patient was brought in dead and the cause of the death was stress. I didn't want to end up like that,"
He reminded me so much of my brother. I just wished I had went out and gotten the stripping job earlier then Saya would be alive and working at a better company as he would have quitted the slavery job. But he didn't because he couldn't afford to wait a month without buying our mom her mental illness medications.
I was at fault for Saya's death. I should have done something.
"I thought of what you told me and I just wanted to leave everything and run away but it wasn't possible. I took every one of them to their fathers. Though, one of them didn't accept the kid and another one's Dad was dead so I had only two of them with me."
"I let my mother know that I am no longer her son, Rue and Rai are no longer her kids but mine and I never want to see her again in my life. I took the kids with me and left. I rented an apartment and quit some of the jobs I had but kept the ones that are paying well. My life has changed for the better and all I hope for is Rue and Rai to grow up in a nice and not toxic environment," He concluded.
The kids couldn't possibly grow up in a nice environment if all he had are part time jobs. He needed a good and stable job to be able to give them the life he wants to give them.
Of course I wasn't going to say all of that out loud. He seemed happy and I didn't want to ruin that.
"I will help you, help the kids grow up in a nice stable environment. But you know you can't continue part time jobs right? You need a better job, the one you can save for their college fees from. The one you can buy them whatever they want from," I said cautiously, trying not to offend him again after all the apology I gave.
"I know that too. But I didn't go to college, I don't have any credible degree that would get me that type of job," He muttered. It was visible that he wished he had something like that.
"You know I said I will help you help the kids so why don't you apply for a university? I will pay all the fees. Go and study and get a good job," I said. I felt guilty that I wasn't able to help Saya when he was alive and so I guessed I saw Jake the same way I saw Saya and maybe helping him would be a way to ease myself of the guilt I felt.
"Don't joke about things like that," He responded, not believing me. "I am serious. See me, I've got a job that earns me thousands in one night. I bet I'd be able to gather up the entire four year fees in just a month. I'll do that much for you and the kids," I said reassuringly.
"A-are you for real?" His eyes turned glossy with tears as he stammered and questioned. "Yes—I'll help you if you'll accept it," I said.
"Of course I'll accept your help! Who am I to say no? But just one question," he paused. "What job do you have that earns thousands in one night? I hope it's not armed robbery or something like that 'coz I know how much you love money," He questioned, slipping in a short laugh.
"It's armed robbery. Damn, I didn't know you think of me that way. I love money but not to that extent," I responded.
"Hmm—are you sure? 'Coz you literally threatened to get me fired and take my shift. Your love for money can be very alarming,"
"Maybe but I can assure you that I'm not doing anything illegal. Though the job is not something I can go around and be proud of but it's not totally bad," I explained. I wasn't comfortable with telling him I became a stripper even though I've known him for about three years and I know he would never judge me.
"I get it, You're a woman and there are a lot of ways a woman can make money. Damn, I wish I was a woman," From the way he spoke, I could get the hint that he had an idea of what the job was.
"It's hard being a woman though," I let out. "We can't walk around at night without getting scared some creep might pop out of nowhere, keeping up with the baddie life, menstrual pain and childbirth, there are a lot of things Men should be glad they don't have to go through," I mentioned.
"It's hard being a man too, You can't do anything in life without connection, men do get scared while walking at night too, you said keeping up with a baddie life? Men gets easily looked down on when they are not driving a sports car, we have our own way of going through menstrual pain and childbirth too," He finished with a laugh.
"What does that mean?"
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