Briana kept wiping the counters that her coworker was supposed to be doing instead. Just calm down, Briana. He’s not worth your anger. She looks at him with cold, dead eyes and rubs so hard that her best friend Racheal feels like she should interfere.
“I think that part’s clean now.”
Briana stops her evil thoughts and looks over at the petite blonde. “You’re right,” She sighs, stressed.
Once done, she puts everything away and walks over to the managers office.
Knock knock
No answer.
Knock knock
Still no answer.
Suddenly, Briana hears things knocking down that is coming from the inside.
“Shit!” She hears the manager say.
“No! Why did you stop?” A feminine voice, that Briana isn’t familiar with, says.
“Hello, who is it?” The manager, Kevin McCollin, asks. He lifts his hand and wipes off the pink residue on his lips.
“It’s me, Briana, sir.”
“Come in,” Mr. McCollin responds with obvious annoyance.
She opens the door to see her manager with a wrinkled shirt, messy hair, pinkish, swollen lips, and no belt whatsoever. She doesn’t question anything because she knows that if she does, she could get sued.
“I was just wondering...” she pauses, “When can i get my paycheck?”
Mr. McCollin looks at her like she has grown 5 extra heads. “Your paycheck doesn’t come until next month.”
“But-“
“No! No ‘But’” he mocks, “The only ‘But’ allowed here is mine that I would show you but you’re too ugly for me.”
Briana tries her best to not scrunch up her nose in disgust.
“You know what?” He implies, “You’re fired.”
Briana widens her eyes and almost gasps. “Okay.” She says. Hurt. That was what she felt. Hurt.
She turns around and goes to her friend. “Umm... I just got fired.”
Racheal gives the raven haired girl a pitying look.
Silence. That’s all there is and yet it felt like they were talking like it was the end of the world.
When they get home they could only think of one thing,
We
need
to get out of here.
Both friends look at each other. They nod and go look for The Jar once they go home.
The Jar dates back to when these 19 year olds were 15. They wanted to leave the place really bad so they started to try and make money by selling some clothes they didn’t really need. It worked for a while, but then it went downhill from there. They collected money they earned and change.
They knew that when The Jar would be opened would be when they were ready to leave for good. Unless police knocked on the door and barge in which would force them to flee from their ‘beloved’ country.
“It’s time,” Briana sighs, “You ready?”
Racheal nods and they both place their hands on the jar. They push it down forcefully and the glass shattered.
“Count the money, I’ll pack the bags,” Racheal hurriedly scolded.
Briana nods and picks up the money. She gets a few cuts but she doesn’t think much of it as the only thing on her mind is, Count the money and we’re out of here. Collecting all the money successfully, she counts all the money. From the pennies to the largest bills.
“I’m done! Are you?” Racheal questions Briana. In her hands are three big bags full of clothes and toiletries. As well as some other necessities but it wasn’t a lot.
“I’m almost done, hold on,” she responds exasperated. She continues counting and counts the last penny. “4,631 dollars and 59 cents.”
“I think we’ll be good. Just hide the rest of the money or they’ll cheat us even more.”
Briana agrees and books two plane tickets with the money already in her bank account.
“They’re ready,” she sighs, relieved that they can finally find peace, “We leave first thing in the morning. For now we rest.”
“Okay,” Racheal whispers and changes into pyjamas that she stuffed into the bag. “Here,” she gives her the bag of clothes.
“It’s fine, i’ll change in the morning,” Briana murmurs. She can’t think and can’t sleep so she stays awake, staring at the ceiling.
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