Sacha POV SNAP!
"Damn It! That's the third comb this week!" I shouted at myself as I stared in subjugation at the broken piece of comb that was still attached to my thick Afro 4C hair.
I heaved a loud sigh, contemplating myself in the mirror as I tossed the broken comb in the bin next to my feet. What should I do with my hair now? Knock Knock I leaped but I remembered I wasn't alone in my tiny apartment anymore.
"I have to pee!" my little sister shouted from the other side of the door.
"Hold on!" I shouted back and unlocked the door to let her in. She rushed for the toilet and did her business while looking at me.
"Bad hair day?" she asked when she flushed.
"Yep. Another one. And I broke another comb."
"Wow, you're going for the record," she teased.
Judy was ten and I was twenty when we lost both parents in a fatal car accident one year ago.
Judy was taken away by the state because they claimed that I wasn't 'fit' enough to raise her. As soon as I turned twenty one, I filed for custody and I had her with me ever since. She was the only family I had and I loved her dearly. I'd do anything for her.
"Lemme help you style it," she said and I sat down quietly on a stool. She grabbed a brush and gel and began styling my hair.
Lo and Behold, she did a better job than I usually does.
"Now hurry up or you'll miss the bus to school!" I ushered her into the shower for her morning bath and I went to the kitchen to pick her cereal - her favorite Lucky Charms.
At 7:25 A.M, I waited at the bus stop with Judy until the school bus came. I made it my duty to make sure she got on the bus safely every morning before taking the train to my uptown job.
I worked as an 8:30A.M to 4:30 P.M employee for a multi million dollar telecommunication agency. My daily task usually consisted of record entries and the answering the telephone. I clocked in, said 'good morning' to everyone I met on the way to the elevator and headed up to the first floor, for my desk, to begin my day.
"Good morning Sacha, these are for you," my coworker said as I sat down. Her desk was right next to mine and we always shared the work load given to us. I enjoyed my job. Only few people could say so. My job was simple and basic and it paid well.
"Excuse me all employees on the first floor!" I knew that voice anywhere. It was Tim. The first floor supervisor and a pain in the ass at times. "There's a very important meeting being held on the tenth floor. Please find yourselves there right now!" He finished.
We all stood up immediately and filed into the elevator like sardines. The tenth floor was where the 'higher ups' were. The ones who called all the shots around here and the ones we never liked being in the presence of because our hearts wouldn't stop racing with fear and intimidation.
Everyone walked into the board room. Mr. Mackie was sitting at the head table, the man in charge of all operations. On his right, was Miss. Lena Ally, the COO, and on the left, sat Mr. Hollace Penys - we always made fun of his lastname because it was pronounce as 'Penis'. He was the marketing director and financial advisor. Mr. Mackie cleared his throat and folded his arms on his chest. He looked down at a folder in front of him then back at us. "The company would be making some cuts," he got straight to the point. There were gasps from us along with shocked expressions.
"We've ran into financial problems," Mr. Penys inputted.
"Yes. So if I call your name, that means you're cut," Mr. Mackie said again and he began calling names. "Mr. Jeremy Ashton. Miss. Lisa Lopez, Mr. Alex Payne, Miss. Jonna Smith, Miss. Jasmine White..."
'Please don't say my name! Please don't say my name!'
Mr. Mackie continued calling out names and I continued hoping I wasn't mentioned. I watched as the room got emptied from sad faces and teary eyes. All the persons already mentioned were given one final paycheck and had to turn in their badges before leaving.
"Mr. Keshon Thomas, Miss. Daisy Hoppins and lastly, Miss. Sacha Rish."
"Huh?" I said.
"You've been cut. Please turn over your badge, collect your final payment and get out," Lena Ally clarified.
I heard I was cut but I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't afford to lose my job when I had a little sister to provide for. Tears welled up in my eyes, my knees went weak and I thought they would give out from under me. My head spun and went light.
"Mr. Mackie, please. I can't afford to be cut. I have responsibilities...."
"As do this company Miss. Rish!" Mr. Penys cut in.
"Miss. Rish, I'm sorry. But it must be done. It's already been decided. I wish you well with another employment," Mr. Mackie said.
I nodded my head and with the bit of pride I had left, I handed over my badge, collected my final payment and left without looking back. I took the train to a bank, cashed in my check and headed for home. I stayed weeping in the bedroom and feeling sorry for myself. Almost one year! Almost one year I had worked for that agency. Never once was I absent or late and this was the thanks I get? I was cut. In other words, I was fired.
That afternoon, when Judy arrived home from school, she found me curled up on the couch, stuffing my mouth with ice-cream. "Hi sis, what's the matter with you?"
"What make you think something is the matter?" I asked.
"Because you always eat ice-cream when you're sad. Tell me, what's wrong?"
"I was fired this morning," I answered truthfully.
Judy was a smart kid and she was bound to ask questions until she knew the truth.
"Fired? Oh man, that's rough sis. What are we going to do now?"
"You would continue going to school and I would find myself another job. I don't want you worrying about this Judy. We'll be good."
"Okay. I love you." She came over and wrapped her skinny little arms around me. "I love you too," I said back. I placed the tub of ice-cream on the table next to me and hugged her back tightly.
I promise we'll be good.
SEXUAL HARASSMENT IS PRESENT. READER'S DISCRETION ADVISED.Sacha's POV *Two Weeks Later*"Sis, I'm hungry," Judy said as she clenched her stomach. "Oh Judy, I'll get you some crackers.""I don't want any crackers. I want cereal.""I couldn't get you any more cereal this time Judy. The money we've got remaining is all the money we have right now. We can't waste it so have some crackers with jelly and Kool-aid." A look of disappointment formed on her face and I was certain I saw a tear fell. I rested my head on the table and let out an exhausted sigh. I hated that I could no longer provide the things my little sister wanted, especially her favorite cereal.A knock came to the door suddenly and I rose. I crept to the door and looked through the peephole. I had been ducking and dodging my landlord for two weeks now and I was hoping it wasn't him at the door demanding his money.It was my best f
Sacha's POV "Sacha, the cops are here!" Remy called from the living room. I was in the bathroom, trying to piece myself together from the awful encounter I had with that brute. "Coming!" I responded. I took one more look in the mirror then joined Remy and two police officers, both male, in my living room. "You're Sacha Rish?" the first one asked. "Yes sir," I answered. "You're the one who phoned us about a sexual assault?" "Actually, my friend phoned you but it happened to me," I clarified. "Uh huh. We'll need you to come to the station to make an official police report on the incident ma'am." "But...." "Sach, just go. I'll stay here for when Judy gets home from school," Remy offered. "Thank you so much." I took my cellphone and purse and followed the two officers to their squad car on the pavement. Twenty minutes later, we arrived at the police station where I was ushered inside and up to a d
Sacha's POV"A man is the last thing on my mind!" I yelled over the music to my best friend who had very much insisted that I needed myself a man tonight and for a very long time.She had already managed to drag me to this club with her but I wasn't about to let her pin some stranger on me as a task of hers.She handed me a drink and as it hit my nostrils, I knew I'd be drunk before the night was over. I took one sip but she held the bottom of the glass to my mouth until I didn't have a choice but to drink its entire content. It burned the back of my throat as it made its way to my stomach."Good girl!" she yelled but I scolded her with my eyes."Ohhhhh! That's that song! Sacha! Let's hit the floor!" she said and tugged my arm with brute strength that it was impossible to pull away and not comply.We were in the middle of the dance floor, da
Sacha's POV"Euuugghhhh!" Remy groaned from the couch the following morning, "I feel like a dick that is stuck in a very tight underwear and can hardly breathe," she finished, causing me to let out a loud laughter. Remy always had the craziest set of things to say."That's what happen when you drink too much alcohol," I told her as I started preparing a fresh batch of pancakes for breakfast in the kitchen."How the hell did we get home?" she asked, coming into the kitchen and heading for the fridge."Christian dropped us home. He even carried you to the couch.""Okay, hold up! Who the fuck is Christian?""The guy from the club, I doubt you'll even remember when I told you that he caught me from falling."She huffed, indicating a 'no'."He's handsome though. His eyes are like vibrant green, my fingers wanted to ruffle his jet black hair. When he caug
Sacha's POV"Are you going to invite me in, or just stare the whole time?" he asked with a smirk."What..oh yeah, sure, come on in," I gestured as I moved out of the way to let him through. He walked in as if he owned the place and when his eyes landed on Remy and Judy in the living room, he turned to me."You remember Remy?" I asked. Remy's mouth dropped opened too and Christian laughed."Yes, the one I had to carry," he recollected."Right, and next to her is Judy. My kid sister.""Hi Judy," he greeted with a wave and Judy waved back to him."You two wouldn't mind if I steal Sacha for a few hours?" he asked them and I felt butterflies in my stomach.Are we going somewhere?Is he about to ask me out on a date?"She's all yours," Remy quickly let out.He turned to me."I'll go get d
Sacha's POVThe next afternoon, I held onto my cellphone with shaking fingers as I dialed Christian's number. I brought the phone up to my ear and my heart beat increased with every ring."Christian," his voice came."H..hi, it's me. Sacha," I stuttered but managed to let out.He remained silent, just listening, so I spoke again. "I've made up my mind and I accept your offer.""Are you sure? I don't want you to feel like you're being forced or manipulated by me. I need this to be one hundred percent your choice," he explained."It is my choice," I quickly covered."Good. I'll see you in thirty minutes.""Wait, you're coming to get me?""Yes," he responded before hanging up the phone.____I ran into Remy's bedroom to get freshened up and dress. I slipped into a black lace panties and a matching bra.
Sacha's POV"How is it possible to not get all up in feelings for him? That dude is finer than baby hair," Remy said when I explained to her about the contract, which was something I shouldn't be doing either but Remy was my best friend."I know right. But if I want twelve million dollars, I can't develop any feelings for him. He said if he catches the tiny bit of feelings, he'll end it.""Then what about after the contract expires. Are you just supposed to pretend like y'all never fucked?""I guess so," I answered as I stepped out of Remy's shoes and my dress. I hooked up my hair for bed. Judy was already asleep and it was almost mid-night. I fought a yawn as my phone vibrated on the couch."Hello.""I need you right now.""Christian, but it's almost mid-night. I'm also getting ready for bed.""You've read the contract. It said you have to please m
Sacha's POVI sat on his special-made bed in his bedroom, waiting for him to get out of the shower. It was now time for our very first encounter and I was shaking like a leaf during a storm."You're still dress?" he asked, stepping into my vision, wrapped with a white bath towel around his lower body. He looked at me attentively as I got off the bed and started taking off my clothes."Slower," he ordered and I obliged. I removed the straps to my dress as if I was in a slow motion film and Christian was the director. The dress dropped to my feet and I stepped out of it."Leave those on," he ordered again, stating that I should remain in my underwear.He moved closer towards me and pulled me against his rock hard chest. He trailed his lips to my neck, just as before, and sucked on my sensitive parts. He then tilted my face upwards to his and kissed me passionately. I responded as best as I could. Wave