Selling Myself to the Devil

Chapter 3- What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

Alana's POV

"Dad why??? What happened??" I plead with him to tell me. I am hysterical.

"Honey I am so ashamed. The business went under and I had to close the doors a few months ago. I was too embarrassed to tell you. I had to use any money I had saved up to pay bills and when the money kept dwindling away I got desperate. I went to gamble at Mr. Samuel's Casino and I lost bad. Then I really lost it. I have been drinking heavily all month every day. Ready to accept my fate. I am so sorry sweetheart. I never meant to let you down. I wanted you to finish school. Maybe you could apply for some scholarships?" He suggests.

"Dad, this isn't the biggest issue here. You are my dad and I love you. I can't lose you. I don't want to be an orphan." I sob.

"Honey, I know. I hope you meet someone that you love and treats you well. I hope you become successful in your career. I will always love you and look down on you." He says.

"No dad. You can't just accept this. Let's find a place for you to go into hiding. Can't we get the police involved?" I ask.

"Sweetie, the cops know all about Tate Samuels and they know they can't stop him. They are scared of him. He can't be taken down. If I try to hide he will find me and make my death more painful. I just have to accept this." He tells me.

We both hold each other sobbing for a long time. There is no way in hell I can let this happen. I have to go meet Mr. Samuels in person. I can't let dad know though because he will never allow me to go.

"Dad, I am going to go get us something to eat. You want your favorite?" I ask him.

"Sure sweetheart. I would like that." He says.

I drive down the road with tears in my eyes. What has my dad gotten us into? I will never be able to finish college. I will have to drop out. That thought just makes me cry harder.

I pull into the parking lot of our favorite restaurant. I grab Mr. Samuels business card from my pocket and I dial his number.

"Tate Samuels." he answers after just a few rings.

"Yes, Mr. Samuels, this is Alana Bowers. I want to discuss settling my fathers debt another way." I tell him.

"And what way would that be?" He asks.

"Me." I tell him.

He busts out laughing.

Rude.

"No offense sweetheart. But I have never paid $250,000 for a piece of ass. So unless your pussy is made of solid gold I will have to pass." He says.

"First of all, fuck you. Second of all that's not what I meant. I could work for you. I am smart and hard working. I can be your personal assistant to work off his debts. You won't have to pay me a dime I will be working to pay his debts only. I will work for a year, two years, whatever you think would equal out to that amount of money he owes. I beg you to please let me do this. To save my father. He is all that I have. In the meantime I am going to make him get a job to start saving up to pay you back quicker. I don't want him to know I am doing this because he won't let me. But please don't kill him. I will do anything." I plead with him through sobs.

He is silent for a moment I guess thinking it over.

"Meet me at my casino at 10:00 am tomorrow. We will discuss things further." He says.

"Thank you sir! Thank you!!" I say excitedly.

"10:00 AM sharp." He says and hangs up.

I let out a sigh of relief. I get out and walk inside our favorite restaurant and order our food to go. I see a flyer asking for help wanted and I grab one. I will have to work two jobs. One to repay his debts and one to actually make money. Waitressing in the evenings will be good.

I rush home to tell dad I talked Mr. Samuels and convinced him to give him more time. I also told him I am going to try to get a waitressing job to earn money and that he needs to find something to start saving up to pay him back. I tell him I will go back to school next year. It will be ok to take some time off.

We enjoy our dinner together and talk for hours for the first time in a long time. I go to bed feeling very nervous. What will working for Mr. Samuels be like? What have I gotten myself into?