stripper theatre.

Hi my name is Rhian Vega twenty five years of age. I have two younger siblings both in high school and a sick mother who only depends on me. My father left us right after I graduated college. You may wonder why I still work in the supermarket. I still need to pass the board before I can work in a hospital, I graduated nursing by the way. I'm still saving up money for the board but can't seem to save up because of the bills that I should pay up. My Sisters are in high school and there are a lot of projects given to them. My mother got depressed when my father left us. She can't seem to pull herself together and get back to her old self, my mom is very hard working, she works as a physical therapist before. Before and after work she will do the household chores you can't see any single dust in our house when she is still fine. But everything has changed ever since he left. I woke up early to clean a little while cooking breakfast. This is my everyday routine before going to the supermarket for the last five years. Yes! It has been five long years but seems like yesterday. I knocked on my sister's room and called them, " Rose, Reese, you better pull your ass right now before you get late for school, breakfast is ready!" i shouted. I can hear them murmuring from the inside. I knocked again to pissed them off even more. I laughed a little at my naughtiness and walked beside their room. It's our parents room, now my mother's. I saw my mom curled up while hugging their wedding pictures. A dry tear drops are visible in her wrinkled face. My mom used to be beautiful and bright who could easily cheer up your day by just seeing her bright and beautiful smiles, but now, all you can see through her is sadness. Our family used to be happy and full of love...not until that day. I can still vividly remember that day. The day when he left us with another woman whom he said he's in love with. My mom begged and kneeled with them. But they are blinded and deaf with their own lustful and selfish feelings. The audacity of my father's mistress showing up her face in our front door saying she is seven weeks pregnant with their sinful affair. Obviously, my father is delighted knowing that her little mistress is carrying he's child. He wants a son which my mother wasn't able to give because right after the youngest daughter was born my mother's uterus needed to be removed because of complications. That's why they were tres Maria's and my father said that no one will carry his legacy. Legacy my ass.. A paint smile is written on my face. I kissed my mom's forehead and fixed her blanket before leaving her room. I run to the bathroom when I heard my sister's coming out to their room. "Ate!" they cried in chorus. I laughed at them before shutting the bathroom door. I quickly took a shower and get ready for work. After I take a bath and fixed myself I sat down to the dining table and joined my sister's whose eating already. I sip on my cup of coffee and ask my sister's, " how's school girls?" I slice a hotdog and put it in a piece of bread. I bite a little before looking at them. They both looked at each other uneasy and hesitant to answer. I put down my bread as I calm myself a little. I know something is off. My sisters are the most talkative in the world, as in they talk non stop whenever we talk about our daily lives. That's how we are whenever we get the chance to talk. As I chewed the food in my mouth I crossed my arms and looked at them in a warning gaze. They know that I hate suspense. “ So, no one's gonna talk?” I asked in an irritated voice, “ Spill it, girls” I added. “ Dad sho—” I instantly slam my hands at the dining table upon hearing Dad. I hate him. No, I despise him! We were a picture of a perfect and loving family, until he fell in love with a 20 year old woman. Which is the daughter of my Dad's boss who could passed as his daughter, as our sister's... My Dad filed a divorce and marry the mistress. " I told you not to talk to him!" I shouted. I'm furious. I thought I prepared myself enough. Guess I was wrong. I know, one day, all the things that I am afraid to happen will come. Just like this one--- I looked at my sister's and asked, " Are you two going to leave mom and I?" tears started falling from my eyes. Rose laugh a little to restrain herself from crying, " Ate! Your being mellow dramatic." she said while rolling her eyes. She came closer to me and hugged me tightly giving me the assurance that I need that she will never leave me and mom. That's all I need. For now. " Will you stop your drama early in this morning!" Reese shouted while wiping her tears. " he just talk to us and gave us some money." she added while sobbing. Reese handed me a brown envelope. " What is this?" " Open it and see for yourself." I opened the envelope and saw a 3 bundles of money. Once again, I'm mad. No, I'm angry. What is this? Is he paying me for doing his supposedly job--- raised his family? I throw the money in the dining table. " I don't need it, give it back to him!" I said in a stern voice. I left them in the dining room and quickly grab my bag. Not minding the sadness in my sister's eyes. Yes, we needed the money to pay for the mortgage and my mom's medical expenses. Mom has a therapy session twice a week with her psychologist. We don't need his money. I promised myself that I will never ever asked any help from him. I worked 2 jobs in a day. Sometimes I worked 3 jobs in a day just to make sure that I can provide for my sister's and mother needs. Pride. Yes, pride! That's the only thing that i have right now. I won't give him the satisfaction that he wants. I won't let him think that if he will give us money, we will forget all of his sin's. I will never forgive him for leaving us all behind. After five years, he will show up his face as if nothing happens? The audacity! " I'm going to work!" I shouted before opening our front door. Instead of riding my bicycle, I walked to clear my head. I don't wanna bring my problems at work, that is my number one rule. Never ever bring your problems in your work place so that you can focus and there would never be a place for mistakes. Beeeeeepppp! Beeeeppp! "What the----!!!"As I was walking, I was startled by the horn of a motorcycle. I looked back and saw my friend Diane who is naughtily grinning while riding her motorcycle. " Hey! Hop on!" she said as I walked through her direction and gave me her spare helmet. I wore the helmet she gave me and hop on in her motorcycle. As I was seated behind her I pull her hair a little and pinch her on her shoulder and said, " You naughty little slut! I almost had an heart attack!" " You're walking as if you were on the dept of your thoughts! My goodness! I was outside your house to pick you up, but you didn't even see me. " she answered while laughing. " Are you okay?" she added. I didn't answered. I just let the gust of wind succumb my thoughts. Why did he showed up? After five long years. What for? I know he's up to something. He can't take away my sister's from us! No! I will never let that happen! " We're here!" Diane said while getting off her scooter. "Hey!" she added. " What?" I said in an irritated voice. Diane rolled her eyes and jokingly said, " Wow madam! Are you with me? You're still on earth, huh! I said we're here!" I removed the helmet on my head and hang it on the rearview mirror. " I'm sorry, girl. My mind wanders." I apologetically said. My goodness! I didn't even know that we had already arrived at the supermarket where we both work. " What's the matter?" she worriedly asked. I held my breath and said, " He showed up." Her mouth is in O shape. She knows my stories. We both work in the supermarket for five years. " Will talk about it later, okay?" she said while doing a drink motion. to be continued....