My Sugar Step-Daddy

Chapter : 3. Time to go home..

Today is nothing like I expected it to be. I thought I would be overjoyed, laughing and telling everyone about my success. It’s a huge deal for me that I got accepted in Sydney university with my dream course. But unfortunately, ever since the principal told me about the admission fees, I can’t stop worrying. I even checked it online just to be sure he was right, and he is. How am I going to manage all that money in such a short time?

While discussing the matter with the principal and doing my research, I got late for my work. For the first time in my entire service period, I was the last one to reach there. Customers have started appearing and everyone’s rushing to do their tasks when I finally entered.

“Elora? We thought you were skipping the day? Are you okey?” Maya noticed me first and came to check on me.

“Yeah. I’m fine. Well.. I have some news.” Just as I said that,, her face lit up.

“You got in, didn’t you? You get the letter?” I didn’t say anything and just nod my head yes.

“Aaaaa….” A loud scream from her froze every single person in the restaurant in their places and made them stare at us.

“She got in. Elora is going to study in the Sydney university and become a doctor. My friend is going to become a doctor..” When she finally announced the good news, everyone started clapping and that made me feel good.

After a lot of hugs from my co-workers and many congratulations, I finally got to start my shift. But the worry is still in my mind, craving to find a way to solve my problem. I couldn’t do anything with these thoughts in my head. So, taking a break, I went out for a few minutes to relax. As I was standing outside alone, I started looking into my phone and ended up going through my contacts, and stopped when I found a number saved as home.

It’s the landline number of my home. Grandma used to call me through this number. But I haven’t gotten any call from it for three years now. No one ever called me after she died. Not even my mom. I don’t know where she is or what she is doing. I don’t even know if she lives in that house anymore or not. So, should I give it a call? Should I check if she’s there or not? Maybe she’s waiting for me to call first? Maybe this one call can fix everything between us?

I was about to tap the call button when Maya jumped in front of me and scared me.

“Hey! Let’s go. It’s a day of celebration. We have lots of things to do..” She slipped her arms around mine and started dragging me away from the restaurant.

“Wait. Where are we going? We still have work to do. We can’t leave in middle..”

“We are going to get ice cream. Big ones. I managed in there and took a day off to celebrate this good news. We both are free tonight. Let’s go..”

I put my phone back in my pocket and started following her to a nearby ice cream shop. She treated me with a double scoop of vanilla and chocolate ice cream, with sprinkles on top. My favorite. Then we both went to sit in a park swing to enjoy the delicious sweetness.

“So.. Are you going to tell me about your problem, or do I have to ask?” After swinging there for five minutes in the silence and testing the cold ice cream on a summer day, Maya finally picked up the hard topic.

“How do you know I have a problem?”

“I know you more that you know yourself. I can tell by the look on your face that you are in a worry about something. Is it because you have to leave the school and us? Or is it because you have to go and stay with your mom for some days?”

“None of them. I am worried about money. I went to see the principal before coming to work to let him know that I got in. That is when I found out that my scholarship is not going to make up for my admission fee. I have to pay half of it myself. Now the problem is, I have nothing. I have no savings or anything valuable to sell and pay that amount. I have no idea what I am going to do now.”

“How much is it? You can borrow it from me. I have saved up a pretty decent amount by now. And I will be glad to contribute a little to help my best friend fulfil her dream..”

“It’s 50K.” She became silent to hear the number.

“Oh! I don’t have that much.. But maybe.. You can ask your mom for that. What about the money your grandma saved for you? You can use that.”

“I was thinking the same thing too. But the problem is, it’s all with my mom now. I have no idea what she did with that money. I don’t even know if she will agree to give it to me. It will be a huge fight if I go there and claim it. I know I am the legal owner of that money, but I don’t want to fight with her for that. I don’t want to be on her bad side as her enemy.”

“Well. You have to try. That money belongs to you. But.. If you feel like you don’t want to face your mom or if she refuses to give it to you, I have another idea about how you can manage that money.” That caught my attention, and I stopped swinging to hear her clearly. I am open for any ideas at this point. I need to get that money.

“What is it? Are you talking about student loan as well?”

“No. Remember I once told you about my friend who found a sugar daddy to help her move out of her crazy ex’s house? She’s now living in a luxurious apartment of her own. I got to talk to her once, and I did some digging about how she managed to get it all. She told me about this site where girls can find sugar daddy’s for themselves to fulfil their desires. Any kind of desires. It’s really simple. You just have to put your bio and a nice, sexy picture of yourself and they will contact you themselves. So, I was wondering now that you are really desperate to get that money, why don’t you find yourself a sugar daddy as well? It will be good for you, considering your current state.” I gave her a look of disbelief.

“Are you serious? Me, with a sugar daddy? No way. I am never going to do that.”

“Why not? You need money, don’t you? He will give you enough to start a better life. You will get a place of your own to live in. Many jewelries. A good status. You can climb up the stairs of society in no time. And they pay extra when the girl is a virgin like you. She said that they have kind of an auction system for the virgins and the highest paid daddy will get the girl. Think of how much you are going to get..”

“No, thank you. I am not interested in it. Not at all. And if you think it’s so cool, why don’t you apply for it yourself?”

“I wish I could. But you know.. I already have a boyfriend, and I am serious about him. He does a lot for me. Besides. Neither am I a virgin, nor I look so pretty like you. No one will pay to be with me. But for you.. they are definitely going to fight.” I let out a chuckle to hear her comment.

“This is the worst suggestion that you ever gave me. Worse than the time you told me to get a boyfriend. I will definitely choose to face my mom’s wrath before selling myself to some old creepy guy. It’s gross.”

“What’s so gross about it? It’s just an old, wrinkly man with white hair, poor eyesight and probably a drolling face, shaking all the time. He will come near you, touch your face with his shaky fingers, tracing all the way down to your chest. His drools will be all over your face when he will try to kiss you and make you feel good. And when it will be time to put his unresponsive ding dong in your hoo-hah.. you will find out that he’s dead..” She slowly came to hover over me as she described some erotic moments in the grossest way possible.

“Maya.. Ewe.. Stop it. That’s gross..” I pushed her aside and started walking back towards the school.

“That’s not gross. At least not his drool..” She also started following me, teasing me all the way to my school.

It was really late at night (almost near dawn), and I am still sitting in my bed, staring at my phone, which is still stuck in the same place I left it in. My house number. I know it is too late to call anyone at this point, but I can’t stop myself. I can’t stop this urge to know if she will pick up my call. Will she talk to me after hearing my voice? How will she react when I will tell her that I am coming home? I have to tell her anyway. So, why not now?

I finally gave up to my urge and pressed the call button before placing the phone to my ear. My heart started beating faster the moment I heard the ringing noise. She’s going to pick up. She is going to pick up any moment now.. Closing my eyes tight; I was preparing myself to hear her voice at any moment.

“The person you are calling in not responding at the moment. You can place your voice message after the beeping noise.” I cut the call, not knowing what message to give her right now. I am not ready for it yet.

After that, I called her several times for many days, trying to reach to her. I had to tell her that I was going back home, now that I finished my school. But none of those times she picked up my call. My finals were over and it was time for me to leave. So, at last having no other option, I send many voice messages informing her that I will be home soon. Even on the day before I will leave, I send her a message.

“Mom? Are you there? Did you get my messages? I am coming home tomorrow. I have to get back now. Mom? Please call me back if you get this message. Please..”

I released a deep breath as I sent my last message. I don’t even know if she still lives in that house to get these messages. I am scared now. I don’t know what will happen after this. What will I do if she’s not there? I am going to be in big trouble. But still, I said goodbye to everyone I know. My school friends, my co workers, and my best friend who started crying to say her goodbye. I was crying too. It was breaking my heart too because I was leaving those people whom I knew all my life to go to a place that I call home, but actually it’s not. I don’t know anyone there. I have no one there.

But it was what meant to happen at the end. It was written for me to move back to where I came from. It was just a matter of a few years to spend and a few bonds to connect with before I had to leave, breaking it all. I am going back to my home. I am going to begin a new life now. I just hope it’s not the same hell I am returning to, that I once escaped from.