A familiar face approaches my face, throwing me on the ground with a look of hatred that I know very well, I fall with a dull sound without being able to stop my fall, my gaze goes up to my mother, knowing very well what she will do next, having lived it all my life, she starts hitting and kicking me accompanied by hateful phrases yelling at me that "he shouldn't have had me" "my father left because of me" "she and Victor were better off without me" and other painful things, I try to get away from her but it's useless as if my body had been stuck to the ground, I can only roll into a ball covering my face with my arms, while my body is being bruised by the woman who gave me life just to cause me pain and trauma, the familiar sound of knocks is the only thing I hear while everything turns dark and I feel nothing more ...
I wake up to the sharp and incessant sound of the alarm clock but grateful for having woken up from that nightmare, I reach out my arm to turn it off, reminding myself that I have been living in the apartment with Peter for a year, a year living quietly, in peace, really happy but above all free .
After getting up, I go to my bathroom (since each room has its own) to wash my face and so on. When I finish I leave my room with my pajamas on, which are a small blouse and short cotton shorts.
Brooke joane blake! .- I hear Peter yelling my full name from the kitchen .- Did you finish the strawberries again ?!
Ooops .- I say amused seeing him with a smile entering the kitchen .- You know well that I do not resist them but I promise you that before going to work I will buy again
I hope so young lady .- he says pretending to be serious to continue with breakfast.
While I make the two coffees, one hot and black for him with two sugar, the other cold with milk for me with 2 and a half almost three sugar for me, for a year I have been working as a dealer in a casino 5 nights a week I am in charge of the bets, shuffle the cards and distribute them, I am very good due to my experience in poker, on the other hand Peter studies to be a policeman has always told me about his desire to be one and I am sure that he will achieve it but to At the same time, I worry that something bad will happen to him. The apartment is sand color not so big with furniture and others in brown, mustard and orange colors, with some paintings so that it is not so boring.
While we have fruit with yogurt, French bread, cheerios cereal and coffee for breakfast, we watch the news where they always talk about the crimes that are in the city, after a few months I started to get bored of seeing them in the mornings.
Doesn't it bore you always hearing the news? .- I ask Peter eating my cereal.
Of course not, it is important to know what is happening, and I also know that one day the police will put an end to crimes. - he says drinking his coffee.
It may be .- I say finishing our conversion while we continue eating.
After having breakfast, I dedicate myself to picking up everything and washing the dishes while Peter begins to dress for university, I would be in the same situation if my mother had let me continue my studies, although I do not imagine what career I would have studied.
When I finish washing the dishes, I start making a list of the things I'm going to buy. At that moment my friend leaves his room.
You look very good.- I smile seeing it.- That blue sweater highlights your eyes
For something I put it on .- he says with a wink while placing the backpack on his shoulder .- Did you write everything on the list?
Yes .- seat lifting it .- remember that today I have to pay for purchases
Okay, see you at night .- she approaches me to say goodbye with a kiss on my forehead, she takes her keys from the table next to the door.
For a year we had agreed to take turns to give money for purchases and I would always do them, he works in the afternoons as a secretary in a law firm, when I finish with the list I leave it on the counter to go shower and get dressed to go out .
I leave our building wearing a white striped blouse, white denim pants, white square-heeled ankle boots and a white leather jacket, I had left my hair down, I just put on mascara and my usual red lipstick, this time I I put a dark tone.
I arrived at the apartment after shopping, I had returned in a taxi since there were many bags and the supermarket was far away, after putting things in their place I take off my jacket and gather my hair in a high bun to start cleaning a Little did the department, when I finish I prepare something to eat since I had two and a half hours to go to work. When I finish having lunch and bathing, I put on my work uniform, which is a white button-down blouse with 3/4 sleeves, a yellow vest like those used in tuxedos, black dress pants attached and black shoes, I gathered my hair in A perfect tail a yellow bow and I put on makeup in a natural way when I finish I grab my handbag with my copy of the keys, as well as other things and I leave the apartment closing it.
Almost half an hour later I arrive at my work at the Olympus casino getting off the bus after paying, the casino is made of marble with pillars at the entrance and inside the building, white and gold predominate there, on the walls there are murals with images carvings of the Olympian gods plus a fountain with a cupid statue on top, the floor is polished white mosaic, then I walk straight to the employee area to mark my entrance and go to the lockers to leave my bag in my locker.
When I leave, I greet my colleagues with a smile, while I go to my sector to start my work, the rest of the afternoon and night continues normal between bets, people winning and losing, until my departure time approaches, being with the last customers of the day, a group of boys between 23 and 28 years old motivating their friend to keep spending.
How much do I have left? - Says the boy with brindle skin, brown hair and dark eyes tired of wasting drinking in one gulp what little is left of his beer.
$ 50 .- I tell him after counting the chips .- Will you continue betting or will I give you what you have left?
Better give me what's left .- he responds ignoring his friends running his hands over his face feeling bad about spending almost everything.
After giving him what was left after spending 700 dollars, he leaves with his friends cursing his luck, being my departure time, I keep what is left in its place by cleaning the table with a cloth and disinfectant since it has rubbed alcohol and ashes of the cigars. After almost 15 minutes I leave my work tired, it was already nighttime around 10 o'clock, I go straight to the apartment taking a bus sitting in one of the seats in the back wanting to arrive to eat something and rest.