HIS CRAVINGS

Scarlet Brendan P.O.V

I walked down the stairs of my apartment with my laptop in my hand.

I know you must be wondering what I am doing….

Well, I am looking for a job.

I have been looking for a job for months now …but all the stupid looking old fools want something from me…

Any first day of new work, the bosses try to hit on me.

Arrghhhh….

Is it that they are séx starved or what?

It makes me sick.

I reached my little sitting room and started operating my laptop as I browsed, hoping to at least see a better job again.

Sorry, my manners, my name is Scarlett Brendan. I am twenty-two years. I was living In Texas but moved here to Italy five months ago.

My family still lives in California, though.

Not really my family but my mother.

My mom is actually a sex worker.

I don't even know my father if you ask me.

My mom hates me so much.

She says I am her worse mistake, but my grandma is a very lovely woman

Her name is Celine.

Whenever my mother hits me, she will be there to save me.

She was like my guardian angel.

My grandma Celine told me my mom wanted to abort me, but she couldn't because the doctor informed her that she might not survive it.

Grandma, Celine, took care of me while I was a child and I love her so much.

I also have an elder brother who is five years older than me, well, mom got pregnant for a man she dearly loved and gave birth to my brother Dante…but the man ran away and never showed up to take responsibility.,so mom went back to being a sex worker and that was how I came into the picture after five years.

My life isn't as good as you might think, though because I am from a very poor background.

Mom has been on my neck to go into her kind of lifestyle, but I will never sell my body because of money.

That is why I am searching for an online job.

The front door opened and my best friend Rosaline walked in.

I met Rosaline five months ago when I arrived in Italy at the airport.

Although she is from a middle-class family, but she relocated because she wanted to be on her own.

So she rented an apartment and we both lived together.

She has been a great friend to me.

“Rosaline, where have you been? “ I asked.

Well, she left the house since morning and didn't tell me where she was going.

“I went to the beach. I wanted to clear my head away from some things.”