Chapter 3 You are fired

"Shit!" Mr Bruno exclaimed.

"What is wrong with you?! Can't you do this one simple thing?!" he yelled at me.

I felt my entire body shaking. "I... I..."

"You what?!" he shouted.

"You witch! You did that to him on purpose didn't you?!" Mrs . Bruno shouted at me. She helped her husband in cleaning the stains with her hankie.

"N... N..." I said. I kept wondering why my words weren't coming out of my mouth.

I'm sure as hell going to be fired now. In the middle of it all, Mr . David came out of his office once again because of the noise. Yes, people were watching and murmuring. Luck was not on my side today and I just stood there shaking and unable to utter a word.

"I want that girl fired!" Mrs . Bruno yelled at Mr . David.

I knew for Mr . David that the words of such people are always the final say and at that moment it was like the rate of my heartbeat dropped to zero. I forgot about my pride and whatever people might say and went on my knees.

"Please ma'am. Please don't do this. My family won't be able to survive if I lose my job." I cried, holding on to her. "Please," I begged.

"Get your filthy hands off me little brat! Mrs . Bruno exclaimed and yanked my hands off her dress.

"Please ma'am. I'll do anything. I'll do anything so you won't take this job away from me." I said to her.

"There is nothing a low-class girl like you could give me." Mrs . Bruno told me.

She turned to her husband who had already calmed down and had a straight face on. He put his glasses back on. "Let's leave this place. I need to change and I am already late for work." Mr . Bruno stated. He didn't even look my way and both he and his wife left the cafe.

They didn't even take the coffee and just left like that. I suddenly felt like they were sent here to make me lose my job. What am I supposed to do now?

I looked over at my sister who looked back at me with sorry eyes. I watched all around me and found people's gazes on me. Why was I even still here? I am no longer needed.

I stood up and ran out of the cafe in tears. I've messed up bad. Why didn't I just do as they had asked me to do in the first place and clear out a table? It wasn't my fault. I just didn't know who they were.

I'm so stupid!

I stopped at an alley and stood there to cry in peace. I felt an arm on my shoulder. I flinched then turned around. Thankfully, it was just Rita.

"Why are you here? You are supposed to be at the cafe. We can't risk you losing your job as well." I said, worriedly.

"Don't worry about that. I took permission from Mr . David to come after you. He is handling the cafe for some time." Rita replied.

"Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay? Why didn't you warn me? You should have told me who they were. I still don't know them till this very moment but they have successfully ruined everything. They cost me my job." I said.

"I tried to warn you but I didn't have the chance to do so. They hate people chattering nonsense about them, both upfront and behind their backs. Mr . Bruno is the billionaire and not his wife. She is just leeching off him. The only reason people respect her is that she is the wife of Mr . Bruno. He is a big businessman who runs a variety of businesses and that includes our cafe." Rita explained to me.

I cried even more and Rita held me close to herself. "I'm never getting that job back., I said.

"Everything will be fine. I'm sure you can find another job." Rita tried to calm me.

"But how?!" I yelled.

"Just calm down Samantha. I'll tell you what. Go home and rest. When I return from work this evening then we will think of something together." Rita said, holding on to my shoulders and looking straight at me.

"Okay... I'll be fine. You can go back now." I said to Rita, wiping away my tears.

"Are you sure?" Rita asked.

"Yes., I answered. "Now go., I added, pushing her away from myself.

"Okay., Rita said. "Just make sure you reach home safely., Rita said to me as she ran in the direction of the cafe.

I watched until she was out of my sight before finally turning in the other direction.

Mom will be disappointed for sure that I had lost my job but it wasn't my fault at all. I have to sneak passed her because I don't know where I'd start explaining.

I reached home and peeked through an open window. Mom was nowhere to be found. I took out my spare keys and unlocked the front door. After stepping inside, I locked the door behind me and tiptoed to mine and Rita's room. I closed the bedroom door and sighed in relief before finally collapsing on the bed.

"You're home early." I heard my mom's voice say. I immediately jumped off the bed in shock.

"Mom! I didn't see you there 1" I shouted, still surprised. My heart was racing so fast that I could hardly breathe.

I placed my hand on my chest and tried to calm myself down, breathing in and out slowly at first.

"So... what are you doing here mom?" I asked her.

"Nothing much. I just thought I might as well make myself useful around the house while you and your sister work," she explained.

"Why are you back so early?" mom asked me.

My eyes looked around nervously.

"I just had a headache. My boss said I was overworked and needed to return home to rest." I lied. It felt bad but felt like the right thing to do. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her.

Mom left the bedroom and I was left there on my own. I changed my clothes and took a bath then wore something different and lay in bed to think about my life.

The evening came and soon enough Rita was back home. All three of us had dinner together then I and Rita cleared the table, washed the dishes, and retired to our room.

"Did Mr David agree to the fact that I got fired by someone else?" I asked Rita, with a little bit of hope that he didn't do so.

"Unfortunately yes, he did," Rita answered.

I slumped unto the bed. "But..." Rita said.

"But what?" I sat up quickly to listen.

"Well... I don't know if you'll like it." Rita said.

"At this point, can I still make choices?" I asked.

"Actually... Mr David said he could help you out with a different job." Rita said.

Her words gave me bad vibes but I decided to hear her out anyways.

"What job is it?" I asked her.

"He didn't tell me when I asked about it but he said you should come to his office tomorrow so that you both can discuss it in private," Rita answered.