Chapter Forteen

“HERA!” Amelia yelled from the living room.

I immediately stopped ironing the shirt I’d just gotten out of the laundry. I turned off the iron and jogged to the living room. I was in trouble, I knew that much but what I didn’t know was my offense this time. I could only hope it wasn’t something serious because to Amelia the more severe she found the offense, the more severe the punishment she gives.

Just yesterday she threatened to cut back on my wages if I did anything to push her off. I would take her beatings and assault any day anytime as long as she doesn’t reduce my wages.

“You called for me, Ms,” I said, my heart pounding from fear.

“You stupid BITCH!” Before she could finish saying, her palm made contact with my cheek. The force she had used to slap me had been so great that my cheek stung. If I were alone, I probably would have cried but I was and I’d die before I let Amelia see me cry. I’d die before I give her the satisfaction that she brought me to tears. “Just look at