Thebluhart

Chapter 7-Dinero

The next morning
I woke up feeling pretty good, I didn't have a worry in my mind and that was a first because usually when I wake up I'm stressed the hell out.

Only thing that's been on my mind lately is if I should quit my 9 to 5. I didn't wanna quit because what if this stripping shit got outta hand ?

This is the moment where I thought about what my mom said about having a back up plan. I had to stay ready for anything that might happen.

You could never be too certain about a situation so if this didn't work out I'll have something to fall back on.

I got ready for school, checked on mom and went to the bus stop. She was doing okay for the most part but I knew that her cancer could act up any day now.

When I got to school I saw Gravity standing by her locker and talking to somebody. I walked passed her and went straight to class, for some strange reason I didn't know why I wasn't talking to her.

When I walked into class I saw Josiah look up at me, he smirked at me and I shot him back an awkward grin.

When I took my seat the teacher started talking and honestly I wasn't listening to her so I had no idea what she said.

"Hey wassup, you good?" Josiah asked me

"Yeah I'm okay" I told him

"Oh okay, but Wassupp with ya boy? Y'all still together?" He asked me

"Honestly no" I said

I guess he picked up the fact that I didn't want to talk so he just nodded and directed his attention to the teacher.

School was the same old same, boring as fuck. Today I had work and honestly I was dreading it but money had to be made even if I didn't want to go.

The music was blasting in my ears as I was  waiting for the bus to pick me up and drop me off to my tired ass job.

It was so hard being the only kid because I didn't have a sibling or somebody in my life to help support me and my mom. I have to do everything on my own.

Sometimes it brought tears to my eyes to know that I didn't really have anyone but myself and my mother and she was sick so she couldn't do much, I wanted to be a kid so bad but I had adult responsibilities.

On the low I was kind of upset with myself for taking the short route for making money, I was the joke that all the high school girls made about how if college didn't work out then stripping was the answer.

I thought so too but unfortunately I was incorrect, but I found out too late. I finally reached my destination, as I  walked toward the building in my head I was just thinking "hopefully one day I can dwell on the past and laugh at it.

But as for now shit is hectic and I have to keep grinding if I want to meet success.

When I walked inside everybody was eyeing me, it was so awkward.

"Hey Ali, lets talk" my manager said to me

I was confused about what you wanted to talk about because this never happened.

"Take a seat" she told me

"Yes?" I questioned out of curiosity

" I know you've been working here for a while now but honestly the Inconsistency has been very inconvenient for me and my staff and I can't take it anymore so I'll  have to terminate you." She said

Hearing her words just made the whole world stop, I couldn't believe it. The irony of the situation made it hilarious I was just thinking about how a couple years from now I'll be in a different position and I just got fired.

I didn't even know what this meant for my future careers that I might have to take on. Eventually I'll have to get a regular job if singing didn't work out for me but it was the last thing that was on my mind.

I quit one job and got fired my other. Now the only thing I can depend on is stripping in order to support me financially but it wasn't something that I wanted to strongly depend on.

All because all the ones that was thrown at me didn't necessarily  go fully to me, I had to pay the club and then whatever was left over was mine.

Stripping  barely paid for my mom's surgery and now I had to depend on it to pay the bills, keep food on the table and for the sake of my mother's life.

I feel so numb I didn't know what to do to cry or get angry. She knew my living situation and for her to terminate me because of my "inconsistency" made me upset because she knew I needed this job even if I was stripping or not.

" what do you mean inconsistency? You know how I live, you know my mom is fighting for her life and I'm the only one there to help her while everybody looks at me crazy. I hope you regret this...good riddance" my tone was nowhere near defensive it was just defeated.

My whole life no one believed in me everybody turned their backs on me. I remember being the lonely little girl without a father and I couldn't participate in  the activities that involved one all because he wasn't around to support me and my mother. 

I had a typical sob story that nobody cared to listen to, the story that everybody avoided because it was too lame or whatever they thought about it.

I made my way home silently, I didn't want to listen to music right now I just wanted to bury myself in my thoughts.

When I got home I decided that I should just go to the club and make some money because staying home would've made me lose money and that was never good.

I grabbed a bag and packed it with everything I'll need when I got there. Luckily my mom was sleep when I got here and was still knocked out as I peeked in the living room.

I was thinking how I was going to get there and honestly I wasn't in the mood to ride the bus.

As I thought about my transportation I thought about how Chad gave me his number and told me to call him if I needed anything from him.

I went digging in my pants for the card with his number and picked my phone up to dial him.