Chapter 2 Skin You Alive

Eira's POV

I had to sneak in even after the men from the hospital were gone. They had waited all day, but someone came to tell them that I was out, working endlessly. I guess the story might have touched them to see I was really working for their money, and they left.

The person who had spoken for me, was none other than the kind, elderly woman who lived next door; Mrs Brown. She lived alone and had no children. Her husband was a soldier who left for war and never, and she didn't get any news about him.

Instead, the heads of the the unit where her husband worked came to visit her, giving their condolences and not for once did they even mention what had happened to her husband. From that time on, they took care of her living expenses.

They wanted to take her to a villa in the city, but she had refused, saying she loved the neighborhood. The men had no choice but to renovate the house, and furnish it tastefully. Every month, she received a substantial amount of money from them.

Of course, she knew of my woes and kept helping me with the debts. The hospital claimed that all expenses involving my grandmother was five freaking million dollars. I couldn't help but suspect fowl play.

Mrs.Brown had helped pay two million dollars, and I was grateful. But I couldn't keep rubbing off her.

I sneaked into Mrs Brown's house instead. She sat on her rocking chair, humming as she knitted what looked like socks. On the table, a platter was arranged. There was chicken drumsticks, fries, mash potatoes; curry and rice then Fruit juice.

My stomach grumbled so loudly at that moment. I shut my eyes in embarrassment.

"Eira! You're here!" She exclaimed as she dropped whatever she was knitting by the side and rushed over to hug me.

"Thank you. I don't know what I would have done." I said as we broke the hug.

"Oh that! It was nothing. And besides they were a nuisance. How much is left?" She asked.

"Um, it's not quite much." I lied, shrugging.

After she helped with the two million dollars, I had only been able to pay a million dollars more leaving me with a debt of two million dollars.

"You know I'm always here if you need help." She rubbed my hair.

Though she was old, she was still taller than I was.

Sighs.

"Come join me at the table, I was just about to eat." She pointed to the platter.

"Oh, no. Thanks for the offer, but I've had lunch." I smiled.

"Liesss. Your stomach says otherwise." She laughed.

She had heard it. I shut my eyes again, and my cheeks felt hot.

I felt her pull me to towards the table. I didn't argue again, and I ate with her. I had never felt this full since along time.

I spent some time with her, chatting and laughing. Then I left, but not without making sure she had warm water and all her doors were locked.

As I got to my house, I headed straight to the bathroom and took a long, nice, warm shower. I dabbed my hair with a towel and stood in front of the the mirror.

I had lost some weight on my arms, but it looked like my boobs had grown bigger. What the hell!

I groaned as I sluggishly walked away from the mirror. I creamed body and on a long, black robe. I wasn't planning to go outside for the rest of today. Then I made a quick stop at the kitchen to boil water.

I went back to my room, bought my old laptop out, sourcing for jobs. I needed to take on more jobs if I wanted to be free from the debt quickly.

Just then, I heard the doorbell ring. I shut my eyes tiredly, wondering who it could be. The doorbell rang a few more times, and before I could stand up, I heard the door open followed my footsteps and voices.

I didn't lock the door!

What if they where intruders?

"I guess we got lucky, your girlfriend isn't around." A female voice said.

"Yeah, we sure did, and it strange she left the house without locking the door." A male voice said.

"People make mistakes, I guess she forgot."

"Doesn't matter, I can't wait to have you." The male voice added.

And...it wasn't just any male voice. It was familiar as hell, and it belonged to-Jason, my boyfriend which I was about to break up with.

I laughed dryly. I had expected this from him, but it didn't occur to me that he would bring a girl to my house. My room was closed to the front door, and there weren't much things in the house so I could hear them.

They got into business once, as the girl's loud, fake moan filled the placed. My nose wrinkled in disgust as I quietly walked into the kitchen, grabbing the kettle, which was steaming.

Then I walked out to the sitting room to see them engaged in the act on my sofa, like their lives depended on it.

They paused, as they seemed to notice my presence.

"E..eira. Wha...what are doing?" Jason stuttered with his eyes widened as he stared at my hands.

Though I was holding the handle of the kettle, it was still very hot and steam still emanated from the mouth part.

"What do you think?" I tilted my head to the side.

Meanwhile, the girl was shivering so badly in fear, and tears dropped down her cheeks.

"I swear I never wanted to do this, it was all his idea." She cried.

"Eira, you have to calm down, okay? Listen to me please." Jason begged, his eyes not leaving the kettle once.

"This isn't really necessary. I...I will send you money. I..I..I just got a work that's paying well. I'll give you everything, please don't do this." He continued.

"Do what?" I feigned ignorance, "Skin you alive?"