Celine’s POV I sat at my desk brooding. It had been days since my argument with Phillip, and I was still very angry. It was bad enough I had met that stupid Linda there. I had thought I had seen the last of her months ago, but now here she was, acting like she owned the place. And Phillip was choosing her over me. I still couldn’t believe he had the nerve to ask me to leave his house. I would deal with him for that insult. All this was no thanks to Rebecca. I had read in nearly every blog her little heroic deed. That was what brought Linda back. But I knew she wouldn’t be staying long, she had a job to get back to and once she was out of the way, I would have Phillip to myself. Or would I? Rebecca was going to be a problem. My dad had promised to handle it and I trusted him, but he hadn’t. What was he waiting for?I was alone in my office, my colleagues had gone to lunch, and I liked it. I could brood in peace. My phone buzzed, and I grumbled when I saw who it was, my dad.“Hello d
Becky’s POV“Did he really say that?” Jenny asked me.I had just finished telling her what had happened that night. Anna was having her siesta, and I was in my room.“Yes, I heard him. He didn’t know I was there so he said what he really felt.”“He could have said it without really meaning it,” Jenny insisted.“So why say it? Look, Jenny, he made his feelings clear to me and I won’t waste my time lying to myself. He is not interested in me. I have to accept it and move on.”“I still think you should give him a chance. From what you have been saying, he really likes you, and you like him too, or don’t you?”My heartbeat increased. Of course, I liked him! I screamed in my mind, but what was the point in forcing myself
Becky’s POV “What?” I asked, shocked, angry and confused. “What are you talking about? “My dad was sick and died, we lost our house and business so I don’t know-““You didn’t. I don’t know about the house. I forgot to check, but your business is still up and running. It never went bankrupt. It is now being run by your mom.”I stared at him, my mouth opened in surprise. He looked at me, then his expression changed to pity.“You really didn’t know, did you?” He asked.I shook my head. “There is a mistake somewhere, seriously. The business failed because of the huge amount spent on my dad’s hospital bill. We had two weeks to be out of the house. That was why I needed a job that offered accommodation. My mom and Wendy went to stay with her sister. All that really happened, so I don’t know where you are getting this story from,” I said, annoyed.He looked at me for a minute. “Your mom told you this?” He asked.“Yes. The lawyer told her. My Dad’s lawyer.”“Were you there when it was discus
Becky’s POV “Hey! Take it easy,” Linda said. “What is the rush?” “Sorry I… I… I was going somewhere,” I stammered.“Everything alright?” She asked suspiciously.“Yes, fine,” I snapped impatiently.“Phil came to take Anna upstairs, he said you were ill, but you were fine at dinner, so what caused the sudden illness?”I had to control myself not to scream at her.“I have to go,” I said and pushed past her. I ran out of the compound and into the street. It was as if I was being chased after by my feelings, and I was eager to get away from them.I was hurt, angry, confused and tired. The streets were almost deserted. So it was easy to run through them. I could make out a few people standing in their garden and I knew they would be wondering what was chasing me. It seemed like I had run for hours before I became exhausted. I looked around for a place to rest and saw a large tree to my left. I went over and sat under it, leaning my back on the trunk. My legs were tired and sore. I would g
Becky's POV I tried to pull myself together. “Where is mom?” I asked quietly.“She went shopping,” Wendy said nervously.“Guess I better get going,” The blonde girl said. “See you at school tomorrow, Wendy.” I watched her go, wishing I was as cheerful as she.“Your friend?” I asked Wendy, for want of something to say.“Yeah, we go to school together. She was just here to assist me with my assignment,” she said awkwardly.“I remember it used to be me doing it for you,” I said softly. “May I enter?” “Sure!” Wendy stood back and I went in.The living room was just as I remembered it. It felt bittersweet being in my childhood home.“Becca, I know you are mad, but I can explain,” Wendy began, sitting beside me. “Mom asked me not to tell you that we hadn’t moved, so you won’t think of moving back in. I know it was wrong, but I agreed because I didn’t want to hurt you. Please don’t be mad.”“I am not mad at you. I just want to know why you guys didn’t move away.”“I don’t know exactly. Mom
Becky’s POV “Table fifteen needs attention, Becky, be quick about it.” Ben, the head waiter, said impatiently.“On it,” I answered.I hurried over to take the order of the four men sitting at the table.“Gin and tonic all round,” a short bearded man ordered, for his companions and himself, “be quick about it.”“Yes sir.”I hurried over to the bar to get their order.“Becky, table eleven is waiting?” Ben rolled his eyes, “be quick about it.”Be quick about it. That’s all I seem to keep hearing.I’m not a robot, damn it!“I will be with them in a minute.l,” I said, biting back the curse I was about to utter.Keep calm, you need this job, I told myself.I was on day three of the job as a waitress in the Billionaire Club, an exclusive club catering to Rhode Island's wealthiest people, and the job was still hard, but Mr. Davis had warned me.And how right he was! There were ten staff members and a head waiter, with a supervisor to keep us in check. Each person was assigned to five tables.
Becky's POV“Are you okay?” I turned. It was Jenny. She put her arm around my shoulders.I nodded, not trusting myself to speak, glad that she had come.“It will soon be over,” she assured me.Finally, my father’s coffin was lowered onto the ground. I could hear my mom and Wendy crying. My tears fell softly. As the coffin was covered up, I cried.…… Next Friday….Then, by next Friday afternoon, I was still upset but slowly coming to terms with my loss. I was in my room on my phone, looking at colleges I could apply to, when I heard my mom driving in. She had been to see my dad’s lawyer to discuss his estate. I heard her come in and went to welcome her.“Welcome back mom, how did it go?” I asked.“Where is Wendy?” she enquired, ignoring my question.“Next door with a friend. What’s wrong, mom? What did the lawyer say?” I asked, worried by her tensed expression.“Later,” she said, and went into the kitchen.I had a foreboding: very bad news was coming my way.And I was right. After din
Becky’s POV I could not help the tears streaming from my eyes down to my cheeks, as I walked into Jennifer's home.“Are you kidding me!” Jenny exclaimed when I told her I had been fired.“You mean you threw away a high-paying job just because you couldn’t control your temper? What’s wrong with you, Rebecca?”“He called my dad lazy.”“So? If your dad was so great, you would not need this job.”I had been slumped in her chair, now I jumped up instantly, facing her, “what did you say?” I demanded.“You heard me,” she shot back. “You need to face it, your dad should have done better.”Her words hurt, but I knew they were true. I sat down on her bed and buried my face in my hands.“I am sorry,” she sat beside me. “I shouldn’t have said that.”“No, you're right, I am an idiot. I’ve lost a job I badly needed. Now I am in a jam. What do I do?”“It’s going to be okay. Maybe I can convince my parents to let you move in.”I smiled a little. “You know it’ll be a waste of time.”“I can try.”“Tha