My Dominating Apollo

Chapter 1

Clarissa's POV.

"Calm down sweetie," My mom said as she watched me pace back and forth in our living room. I had been pacing for forty minutes right now angry and pissed at the society.

"How will I calm down mom when I was fired for just helping my fellow colleague," I yelled out of frustration.

"Bastard," I muttered, For which I gained a warning glare from my mom.

"He deserves it!" I said like it was obvious.

"You didn't tell me what actually happened," she asked sitting on the couch, waiting patiently to hear why I was fired by my so-called boss.

"One of my colleagues at the canteen has nothing to eat at home, and he has a family to feed. He never ate anything in the cantine even though he was working there. He many times came to work without having food. I couldn't see him work without having food; he looks pale and very... you know, weak. So, I ordered some food from my account and gave it to him. That bitch Morgan has told this and added some more to the boss Mr. Anderson, he shouted at me saying this is not Charity's place and fired me" Listening to my story my mom raised her right eyebrow with a questioning look on her face.

"That's it?" She asked and  I understood that she didn't buy my story. I sighed and nervously glanced at her while coming up with the energy to tell her the whole truth, "Um...he insulted me by saying to run a Charity place by doing prostitution, he many times insulated me because I refused his offer to have a...um...physical relationship with him. And in anger I slapped him in front of everyone and...kicked him in the..balls" I was waiting for her to start lecturing me not to do all these things but none came, I looked up to see her smiling proudly at me.

This has actually confused me, why is she smiling at me? Why hasn't she lectured me yet?

She stood up and hugged me, "Did you kick him harder?"I smiled at her question and hugged her back while replying a yes with a smile on my face. 

Later we had dinner together and sat down in front of the T.V watching my mom's favorite program with popcorns in the middle of us.

While I'm watching the program with my mom, My dad came to mind. I immediately glanced at my mom, who was laughing at the comedy scene. 

My father left us when I was in my senior year, he cheated on my mom with his assistant and later made her pregnant with his child. This has broken my mom's heart and also mine. 

After a few days, my mom accepted their relationship and didn't speak anything about it. My father invited us to his marriage, but I didn't want to go there but my mother insisted. I still remember the tears in my mom's eyes while they were sharing the kiss.

That day I promised I would never let a tear fall from her eyes, I hate my father for breaking her heart. I hate him for breaking our family, and I don't think I would forgive him any soon for what he has done to mom and me. 

There were days when I heard her crying silently at a corner of our kitchen and in her bedroom. This has made me angrier and increased the hate I have for him. He was happy, living his life with his wife and child. 

But What about us? What about mom? What did she do to suffer all this? She doesn't deserve this. I tried many times to encourage her to have a boyfriend, but she declined. She was single from that day, never tried to have a boyfriend or in any sort of relationship with anyone.