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“Hi,” I reply while Roxanne rushes up to him to give him a kiss.
Like me, Roxanne is short and Adrian is at least six foot four. They look good together with their similar dark hair and secret smiles. Seeing them together makes me think that might be how Cillian and I look. But we’re not a couple. Roxanne and Adrian are.
“Roxy tells me you like these so I thought I’d get some for you.” He hands me the Cheetos.
I smile wider and take them from him. “Thank you.”
“You are so sweet, mister.” Roxy hugs him.
“I know you girls are going through a tough time.” He gives me a sympathetic smile. The kind a big brother would give when he wants you to feel better. “Please let me know if I can do anything.”
“Thanks. See you guys in the morning.”
“See you.”
They leave and the silence of the house quickly takes over.
I think of Cillian. I waited until he fell asleep before I left him.
The plan was to leave by sunrise. It was the first time that I loathed watching the sun come up.
I didn’t want to leave him. I didn’t want to step back into reality and face my problems. I just wanted to stay in Cillian’s arms.
I want to do that again now, but I can’t run away from my problems anymore.
But I can go for a walk, or a drive.
I call a taxi to take me into the city. When I get there I walk around, window shopping. Dad used to do this with me sometimes when we had nothing to do.
We'd look at each store to see what was going on inside. Granted, we did that during the daytime and not at ten-thirty o’clock at night when all sorts of people are out.
I pass by a swanky high-end nightclub with people queuing outside to be let in. I stop when I see a vacancy post on the message board near the opening hours sign and move closer to read a little more.
The vacancy is for a starlet—whatever that is—and you can earn up to three thousand dollars a night.
It’s only when I read a little more about the vacancy and take in the black frosted windows that I realize the club is not exactly the kind I’m used to.
It’s a sex club. And a starlet is one of their main attractions, that men can book for sex.
I must have fallen far off the face of the earth if I’m considering this.
But this is not about me. It’s about my mother.
Three grand a night over a month is ninety thousand dollars if I work every night.
Dr. Chase said we’d have to pay a deposit for the surgery of a hundred thousand then the rest within thirty days of the surgery being completed. I have fifteen thousand in the bank.
Even if someone buys the house or restaurant outright we’d still need to do all sorts of things before we hand over the property and get the money.
And Mom is stubborn. I know her. She’s not going to want to sell the house or the restaurant to save her life when she has nothing left to give us. The fact that Roxanne works at the restaurant is enough to stop her.
Mom will think of us first even though we’re desperate to save her.
If I did this Mom could have her surgery within a month.
I’d just have to become a slut.
How do you do something like this when you have feelings for someone else?
