pov leila

Pov Leila

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A sound echoes in the dark room. I wake up stunned by the sleep that invades me, in the middle of the darkness I get up to turn off the alarm, the time that marks is 5:00. While I was getting the strength to get up, a small lump lying next to me. It was Sasha my 18 year old sister who also got up because of the alarm.

"Go back to sleep." I said in a soft voice, trying to calm her down.

I get out of bed and head off to get ready for work like every morning of my life.

As I walk through my small one-room apartment, kitchen, dining room all in one, I take off my clothes which consisted of a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of shorts. I had liked to dress lightly since I was young and if I didn't have to share my room with Sasha I would probably sleep naked. I left my clothes near one of the dining room chairs and headed for the only door in the apartment apart from the exit. The only thing that is separate in my small apartment is a bathroom that which can hardly be called that. Entering the small cubicle enclosing the shower, I grabbed the handheld shower head that hung down and turned it on.

The cold water hit my chest, giving me goose bumps, but I quickly got used to the sensation because the shock didn't last long.

4 years ago, when I was 18 and Sasha was 14, our parents died in an accident. My parents had been only children and my grandparents had already been dead for some time, so with no one to turn to or ask for help, I had to take care of my sister. After my parents were buried, I left school and lived on their savings for a while. My parents were by no means wealthy so I knew that wasn't going to last long.

I wandered from job to job for the next 3 years, mostly relatively simple jobs or seasonal jobs. Dealing with my sister's school fees, food and rent expenses at such a young age had made me realize that I had shown from a young age to be a determined woman. But it was a facade. The **** of my parents had been a shock in my life. During the chaotic period when I had to take on all the responsibilities of my household. Most of my friends had devoted themselves to studying and partying. Inevitably our paths ended up diverging, making me a loner at first. It is very difficult to make friends as an adult. I had tried everything but nothing had worked. Every day that passed, I became more withdrawn and quiet. The only person who made me able to cope with my life up to this point was Sasha. I needed to be strong for her, or at least show a strong face.

Even though everything before that was hard, I was over it. But one thought had been in my head since last year. Sasha deserved better. I didn't want Sasha to live her adult life in a miserable way, I had to give her a chance to be better than me. And after mulling it over for a while, I decided I should get her into a good school. This was no surprise. Sasha had already told me that her mission was to study in some short course so she could help me as soon as possible. But that would be a waste.

So I had decided. I would work my butt off so that Sasha could study something she liked. From then on, everything got harder. Sometimes I had 2 or even 3 jobs at the same time so I could save enough money for Sasha’s tuition. This crazy dynamic went on until an old friend contacted me asking me if I needed a job and offering me the secretarial position I now have. With nothing to lose I gave it a try and the rest is history.

The job paid well so I was able to save a lot of money. Even though there were times when I wanted to improve my standard of living and get out of this position I was always stopped by the thought that this was for the greater good.

I got out of the shower and quickly went to get dressed. As I buttoned up the light blue shirt I was going to wear today, I continued to ramble on about the job.

Although my boss was not a person who would be considered "nice"...she never treated me badly...but...recently my boss has been acting strange. I reflected on the changes my boss had experienced recently. My first impression of my boss Emily gave the impression of being a very dominant woman, who dressed demurely.

As I began to work with her, my thoughts were reaffirmed a bit.

Emily, as a good third-generation millionaire, was a capricious woman, capable of firing someone just because she was in a bad mood. I had seen several times how she would trample on an employee before firing him or her. And even though as the head of the company she must have been the laziest person. I knew very well that she really worked very little. Well, not that I was complaining. It certainly made my job easier.

Most of the things in the company were done by people who had been sent from the head office. The boss would only have to put her signature on some papers and not much else. That said, she wasn't totally useless. She behaved as you would expect a boss to behave and was relatively responsible with her duties. I was surprised that yesterday she cancelled everything and left just like that without explanation.

It was a headache to have to listen to her in the meeting that day. But the most embarrassing thing was undoubtedly the comment about her breasts...and the fact that she squeezed them.....

Although my boss had a bad temper, I never thought she was that kind of person, so it took me by surprise. However, I have **** but to keep my mouth shut. This job pays too well and no other place will offer me the conditions that Emily and her company offer me.

I packed my breakfast and said goodbye to my sister in silence. I walked to my old car. It was a 20 year old car with some rust here and there. I fondly called it Robert as he was my only confidant besides my sister. As I laughed at my loneliness with a bit of self-deprecation, I started to struggle out of the driveway and began to drive to work.