chapter 3

I don't recall how many minutes ago I had an orgasm but I know it's been long and my energy was coming back slowly, it felt like I had passed out or something, the wall clock looking directly at me said 6;30pm and my date was supposed to start 30 minutes ago, I know I am not too late but to move a muscle off this bed isn't really enticing, but what if Patrick comes home right now and burst into my room like he always does, the thought of Patrick seeing me naked had me moving into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

You are probably wandering why I love money so much, hold on a second I would tell you why right after I text my date to move on with life without me.

Picking up my phone I saw I had 14 missed calls, all from one number, my so called date number, im just 30 minutes late and he had called 14 times, I smiled as I blocked his number not even texting him anymore, like what the actual fuck, I don't need a clingy person in my life right now, I already have me to cling to me, I'm enough for me. Two minutes later I got a text from an unknown number, the text said 'fucking bitch'. I didn't need to be a wizard to know it was my ex-date.

Why do I like money?

Let me tell you the story of my life right from the beginning

I was a mistake due to lack of money to buy condom, at least that's what my mum's tells me, Patrick father is different from mine, am sure by now you can tell my mum was a great woman, yes she was a great abuser to, she abuses anything abusable, you just name it, from Patrick fathers wallet to Patrick to drugs to hard drugs to me, I'm the last on the food chain.

She died when I was 14 and Patrick was 17 I don't really remember how she died but the police said it was over dose on drugs, the government were going to put us in an orphanage home but we ran since they were going to put us in separate orphanage homes, Patrick became the legal guardian of me when he turned 18, he had dropped out of school to make a living for us and with time we stopped sleeping in cars and got ourselves this house, then he sent me back to high school, at the last year of high school was when this crazy nerd girl had whipped him off his feet, they lasted two years then began to promise each other marriage then whatever happened between them happened, I don't know what happened but I know what happened had a high effect on Patrick, with nobody to send me to college I decided to make it myself and when I have got enough money to move myself and Patrick out of this dump of a house and sponsor myself throughout college, my thirst for money will quench, so you see, I have a big dream.

I adjusted my skirt as I entered the bar, it didn't take long for me to locate my last date for today sitting almost alone by the vip section. My lips curled upward, he was really attractive but he looks usual not like his profile picture, I scolded myself for judging to fast, it's not like he can wear a suit to a bar date at least he was in the vip section.

"bella lynn right?". He stood up immediately he saw me..

"Yes". I smiled, he has manner I like.

"Nice bars you guys got in this town". He compliment

"I know right, like this town is so great, there is no place I rather be". I laughed as I spoke trying to make my voice sound like Kim kardianian.

"soo what do you do for a living?". He asked me and I became speechnon.

"Bartender!". I called the guy who had become very familiar with.

"get me the usual". I turned to my date and asked him what he wanted to drink and he said he wanted my usual.

"I don't have an occupation yet but I do have certificates". I smiled at him as our drink arrived.

It didn't take us long to get drunk, he was mostly drunk though, thanks to our lovely bartender.

"Sweetheart, you want to get out of here?". I whispered in his ears and he nodded vigorously. "Then pay for our drink, I have something that I want to show you in your hostel". He pays for our drink and I pulled him to stand up, just as we were about to leave the bar, four bouncers appeared at our front stopping us.

"What is this?". He asked the men standing at our front

"Sir as an important person and a special person to our boss, you are advised not to leave with his lady". One of them spoke up and my dated was quick to unlink his hands with mine like I was this big virus.

"Why?". I am a regular customer here, I looked toward our bartender who quickly looked away leaving me by myself.

The bouncers seem to stand still for a while, I guess they were wearing a wire and they were presently communicating.

"bellalynn, I would like to ask you to step out of the bar now and never come back". One of them spoke up and my date started to walk away.

"You guys are unbelievable how do you even know my name, do you have any idea who I am, I can get you fired right now". I boosted and threatened them then stepped on one of them, I also used my bag to hit one and just like that I was being carried out on one of them shoulders.

I was thrown out the back door like a rag doll, I still couldn't place my hands on what had just happened.

And like that I didn't make any money for the night.

Arriving home, I didn't met anyone, no Patrick on the couch, no g string on the table and worst of it all, his food was still on his table, untouched.

Panic roused up my throat, it had never been before, the time was 12;43am and no sign of my brother