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Paid 03: Financial Problems

My Dad and I will gonna met today. He e-mailed me that he wants talk to me this afternoon. I don't know what's the reason but I got so nervous.

I am here now at the Starbucks near at his office wandering. I don't have any idea what we will going to talk about. We've never met like this before, when it was just a simple things. I think this will be a tough one.

I sat up when I saw my Dad walking towards my direction. I smiled at him but he didn't do the same which I expected. Whenever we met it always like this. We kinda met like he have a business proposal to me. He mostly treats me like I'm his client or whatever it may called.

He is so professional and formal whenever he talk. He's intimidating too, but I'm not afraid of him.

He look on his wrist watch as he sit on the vacant chair in fronted of me, "I'm in a rush so, I'm not gonna take this long," he started when he glance at me seriously.

I smiled bitterly and nod at him as I started to listen to him attentively, he doesn't want to repeat what he say so I listen carefully to it. I don't want him to get mad or lose his patience neither. "From now on, I can no longer support you with what you need." 

I was so surprised by that, but I still wait him to continued talking, "maybe I can support your tuition fees but not the other expenses. You grown up well, so I think you can manage yourself, right?" He addded. I do not know what to say! But, why all of a sudden? How can I pay my own bills? I have my savings but that wasn't enough. 

"My wife and I talk about it a lot. She do not want me to support you now that you are no longer a minor," he clarified like it was nothing to me. It honestly nothing to me, because I know we will come to this point. I know that I am just nothing to my own Father.

"I'll get it Dad." I answered while nodding my head. "I have a part-time job, so I can live with my own. Thank you for still supporting me with my studies. I can only pay you from now with a higher grades. And I'll consider this as a great debt of gratitude." I answered truthfully with a mixed of lie of the first one I said. I don't have a job right now but I can look for it.

My Dad is my role model, I like the way he act. He is so professional. I want to be like him someday.

Before we bid goodbyes, I stop when he say something that flutters my heart. "I'm really proud of you. You may can't feel it, but I actually am," that moment I wanted to cry but thankfully I didn't. I just give him a genuine smile.

It was the first compliment that I received so far from my Dad. I am really grateful to hear it from him, that he is proud of me somehow and that was enough.

My shoulder are down while walking alone in this street alone. Thinking about my life. I want to cry but there is nothing I can do about it. My Dad loves his legal family more and I didn't blame him for that. It was as if I was just a burden to him.

I looked at the cloud when suddenly something dripped from above. It's raining and I did not bring an umbrella but I kept walking like it was just nothing. The rain was light but the wind is strong that makes me shiver. The people around me are running because of the rain, while I was here paddling. Just a little walk I can get to my house.

I shriek when someone held my elbow, when our eyes met I was so surprised that he's also here. "Are you crazy? You really walked. You know it's raining." He nagged. My mouth formed open but I couldn't say a thing.

"Let's go, I'll take you to your apartment." He said as he gesture his car on the side. I take my arm from his grasp and look away.

"I-I c-can manage." I stuttered because of the breezing cold I feel. He lend me his umbrella as he remove his coat and put it on me. What is he doing?

He rolled his eyes on me, "Don't fuss about it. Come on!" He instructed.

I give up because I'm getting cold standing here. When we were in the car, the trip was quiet but I wanted to ask him.

"T-tim," I began but his eyes were remained on the road. 

"I now, need a money. Is being your paid-girlfriend is still up for me?" I uttered. He turned at me with a shocked face. He frown as he stop the car. "Hey! Don't play with me! I know your not going to do it." He objected.

"I now, will. People change their minds so? It still up or not?" I asked him one more time.

He wiped his face using his palm and sighed deeply before he glance back to me. He gesture his right hand like he cannot process what did I just said earlier.

"Oh, fuck! Are you really sure?!" He exclaimed. He's now looking excited like I don't know? Weird.

I nodded my head as I shrugged my shoulder, "Yeah, but I have my conditions."

"Sure! Anything! Name what you want," He offered.

I smirked, "Great, then."

Maybe this is not a bad thing though. I will use him to get money, while he will use me to make Tiana Jealous. It's a win-win situation. It will benefit each-other. Tiana doesn't like or treat me like her sister, I can feel that she actually hates my presence. But I don't really care for that. If she hates me, it's fine with me. I hate myself to. I hate myself for existing but I have to live longer for my Mom. I want to give her a good life that she has never experienced. And my weapon of that is to study and strive harder for my dreams.

And also using Timothy is one of it.