Mr. Milton please I am begging you all I'm asking for is two months and I promise I will pay the rent I just need to get another job." I desperately said on the phone.
"since Greg .... you know moved out I gave you 6 months, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do for you anymore, I'm a family man Leah I also need the money."
"I understand sir and thank you so much for your generosity but please if you can give me six more weeks I promise I will pay what I owe you, I have nowhere else to go." I pleaded.
"sorry Leah I don't think I can give you more time, the new tenants will arrive at noon ensure you are out before then." Beep.
I held my head In frustration and bit my lips to stop the tears from falling, I don't know what I did to deserve this, I was just a normal girl living a normal life before he came into my life and destroyed everything, I was such a fool to believe he loved me, I was such a fool to leave everything behind because of him, my family my friends everything, I feel so angry with myself for leaving the life I had behind and being a part of his in the name of love, when my parents heard what their only child did my dad had a heart attack and died on the spot, alcohol became my mums companion after losing her child and husband soon after, she was found dead.
For a few months' things where fine until he started changing snapped at me for any little thing I did most of the time hit me especially if he didn't like the dinner I made or what I wore or who I spoke to, the abuse went on for a year, I couldn't tell anyone I was so embarrassed and I felt like a fool for leaving, I kept thinking that one day it will all be over that he will change.
I came home one evening I wanted to give him a piece of my mind how he made me do all the work pay all the bills with my hard earned money and all he did was drink, hit me, eat and sleep, and now that job is gone all because of him I didn't care anymore if he left me cos I'm done with him, I thought about everything he had done to me the slaps and the insults which kept on fueling my anger, I pushed the door open hoping to see him on the couch drunk as always but I was met with a different sight, nothing, the apartment was empty he took everything, he was gone, I rushed up the stairs to the bedroom where I kept my cash I hid from him only to find the cash gone.
So here I am six months from then officially homeless with no friends or family all alone, without thinking I sat on the floor and curled up to a ball, I could care less about the dirty looks I was getting from people, the tears I was desperately trying to hold I felt it slip then another and another until I was a wailing mess on the floor.