Filed to story: A Girl Nobody Wanted Book by SansaR
I went to the cafe during lunch and met Mr.Donalds. I asked him about the night shifts and weekend shifts. He told us once, that we can earn more if we work on those shifts. Yesterday I did the calculation if I work all the night shifts until next week Thursday and do a full day on Saturday and a half-day on Sunday I can earn enough to pay for the workshop.
I know its not a walk in the path, but I am going to give it my best. I can ask Luke to help me, and I know he is always willing to help, but I don’t want to be a burden even to him.
I always want to be independent. I hate to see how some girls try to depend on their boyfriends for everything. I feel its really disgusting how those girls treat their boyfriends as a mean of pay their expenses.
He may be super-rich, but I have nothing to do with his wealth. I love him for who he is, and how he loves me, that’s all. There can be a situation I really need his support, like what happened that day at the hospital, but except those rare situations, I don’t want to worry him. Mr. Donalds agreed to let me work on those shifts.
So I went home after the last lecture and quickly made some dinner and put in the fridge. I put a note on the fridge, so they know I have prepared food. I have to keep my parents happy because no matter they gave permission, still, there is a chance they will stop me from going. They are highly unpredictable.
I started my shift at 6.30.
I was busy with work when I felt my phone vibrated through my pocket.
“Are you still at the cafe?” it was him. I checked the time. It was at 9 pm.
I forgot to tell him, I am doing the night shift.
“I am doing the night shift today. So I have to work till 11.30” I quickly typed.
“What? 11.30? How do you go home?”
“There is a bus. at 11.45”
“Bus? are you crazy? you can’t come alone on a bus that late. You don’t know what type of people would be there on the bus at that time.”
“Hey… don’t worry… I will be careful”
“It’s not you being careful or not. It is about other people. I am sending you a taxi. It will be there near the cafe at 11.30. I will text you the taxi number and driver’s phone number.”
“No…you don’t have to… I can come by bus”
“I have to… I have to protect what is mine…”
I stared at his text for a few seconds. I have to protect what is mine… My heart tickled with the feeling that I belong to him. To super handsome, smart and sweet him…
How lucky am I to have you in my life? Not even my parents worry about me. But you… You always do everything you can to keep me happy and safe. I don’t deserve you… You are too good darling… I placed a kissed on my phone.
I got into the taxi by 11.35
We could reached home by 11.45, since there were no traffic.
“How much do I have to pay?” I asked.
“No Ma’am its already paid. Have a good night Ma’am” the driver said smiling.
“Yeah… I woke up as my phone vibrated with the message” I sent. Oh! I hate lies…
“Oh! Then thank you… have a good night…” I said.
I started doing the night shift because I didn’t want to bother him. but now he is bothering about me even more it seems.
“I came home safely” I texted him as soon as I entered my room.
“Okay babe… you must be really tired no?”
“A little… I am used to working hard so its kind of ok”
“Anyway don’t do night shifts again. If Mr. Donalds ask you again to do a night shift, let me know. I can talk to him. You coming home alone in the night actually make me scared.”
Oh, darling! How can I skip night shifts?
“I have to do night shifts until next Thursday… I talked with Mr.Donalds and let him know that I would do those shifts”
“What you mean? So you did this, not because he requested?”
“No, actually I wanted some extra money… So this is like the only option I had”
“Only option??? Then what about me? Am I not an option?” I can sens his anger even through his message.
“No… it’s not like that. I wanted to earn enough to pay for the workshop. I know you would help me without even thinking twice. Yet, I want to do this on my own. I can find this money, that’s why I didn’t want to bother you”
“Bother me? ha? Do you think that when you act like this it will keep me out of bothering about you? If you tell me this earlier, I would simply pay for you and I don’t have to bother about it at all. But now I have to bother every day until next Thursday, thanks to your stubbornness”
“Don’t say so, please… I can’t let you spend money on me like this, please understand. I know you have more than enough money to spend for me, but I don’t want that. Don’t think I am too proud to ask from you. I like when you care about me, but I don’t want you to bare all my expenses. I don’t really know how to express what I feel, but please try to understand. If I can’t find this money, then I would ask for your help definitely. but now since I can… I want to give it a try”
I was almost in tears. I didn’t think he will take it this serious. I didn’t think, me working late or coming alone in the night would be an issue. Because until now, no one cared about them. So I think I am not used to getting this much attention.
He is angry with me, isn’t he? He is right, from his side.
I stayed as it is for a few minutes, waiting for his reply. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I, however, manage to take him down every fu**ing day…
My phone indicated a new message. I opened in as fast as I can.
“You are one hell of an independent girl. I know about that, and I respect that. It is one of the main reason, which makes you unique from the rest. But try to understand me… If I can come to the cafe and wait till you finish work and if I can take you home after that, then I don’t care. But you know that I can’t do any of them. So it made me angry and scared.”
My heart fluttered with his compliment. I know some guys don’t like their girlfriends to be independent, they may feel them as a threat or something, I don’t know. But my sweet Luke… he respects that… and he loves me for who am I…
“I understand that… I am sorry… If you want me to stop doing night shifts I will do that” I feel so sorry about him but more than that I love him… and respect him…
I am truly blessed to be loved by a person like him. I didn’t want to make him sad… More than anything I value his happiness… because my happiness solely depends on his…
I was waiting for his reply…
“no… if that makes you happy then you may go… but I will send my personal driver every day to pick you up from the cafe. I can’t trust these taxi drivers every day.” his reply came.
“personal driver? really? you have a personal driver?” I knew he is rich, but didn’t think that he even has a personal driver. Maybe rich people are like that, I don’t know many rich people anyway. “really? Sarah, out of everything I told you picked that?”
“No no… you know just ask. I thought it is a bit unusual for a university student to have a personal driver”
“that’s why I drive my own car now. He is an employee of my dad. He was there since I can remember, he took me to school, practices and everywhere. Now even though I don’t need his service that often, he is always available for me. My dad doesn’t assign any work to him actually. He is more like a family friend than an employee. Above everything, I have no doubts about his loyalty to me, so I can assure your safety with him.”