Listen to Pill for this by Sam DeRosa
Nancy's POV
Eyes open. I'm awake, damn it's so cold, I really need to pay my bills. So much light, how could I sleep with the curtains open, my head feels like shit. The bottles on the bedroom floor reminds me of what happened last night, I went on drinking spree again. I lay back down, looking at the ceiling and hating everything and everyone. Why was so much taken away from me? leaving me desolate. My phone kept beeping continuously, some people really have bad timing, I picked up the phone and voila it's Stanley, what part of one night stand does he not understand. Shit it's 7am!!!!
If I don't get fired today then miracles still exists, I'm at my third strike, Mr Samson is going to kill me.
"Nancy", I heard my name, of course, here comes the hurricane
"Hi Mr Samson, can I say you look very ravishing today".
"Don't patronize me Nancy". He's right, he looks horrible, this man here needs a life and an urgent one.
"I'm not patronizing you sir, I would never".
" Why are you so late to work" ?
"Me"? I asked like I didn't know he was referring to me.
"Yes you"!
"I'm so sorry sir my grand ma died", I started sobbing but he wasn't buying it.
"Try something else, your grandma died two weeks ago".
Crap I forgot, I need to get better at lying.
"Go on, or what cat got your tongue now" ? He asked when all he got was silence.
"I'm so sorry sir, I just had a lazy morning but it won't happen again, I promise"
"Damn right it won't cause you're fired" .
It rang like a bell. I can't get fired, I can hardly pay my bills with a job, then imagine what will happen without a one.
"Sir please, I can't get fired, it won't happen again, please sir".
"Get out, I'm tired of your incompetence, your parents should be ashamed of you".
Oh no he didn't just bring up my parents, my parents died 10 years ago, murdered while I was sleeping and he has the guts.... I lost my cool.
"Listen here you son of a bitch, don't you ever speak about my parents ever again, you lonely piece of crap"; he looked at me so confused, "you know what I quit"!
Walking away I heard him scream "you can't quit I already fired you", I turn back with so much fierceness like I was going to kill him and he squirmed, I chuckled and decided he wasn't worth it and got the hell out of the store.
As I walked out of Mr Samson's store where I have worked for 3 months, I couldn't help but cry, my life is such a mess, I'm drunk all the time, I can't pay my bills, I don't even know who I am. I'm not star anymore, my identity was stolen from me as well as my parents. I wish my mother was here, she'll know exactly what to say. The death of my parents hunts me everyday, the fact I wasn't killed that day hunts me even more. Why wasn't I killed? It's impossible for them not to know I was in the house. Why was I spared? That's a puzzle I can't seem to wrap my head around.