His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,29
that took place in his home yesterday and today were so unexpected but I’m surprisingly happy about them? There really is a thin line between love and hate, huh?
Before I go home, I stop at the bank and get a cashier’s check made for half my rent. Even though I had the whole payment, I’m hoping that my guardian angel was watching over me and paid my rent something. If not, then at least the building manager will grant me time to pay the second half in two weeks. He knew I was good for it. Though I’ve been late before I’ve always paid up when I set up an agreement to do so. If I paid the full amount, I’d only have one hundred seven dollars and thirty seven cents left, and though I have no problem slumming it I’d rather have some wiggle room knowing my car could break down at any moment. Ha maybe I can tell my billionaire boyfriend to buy me a new car and put me on the deed of his house. I shake my head at how silly I sound.
There’s absolutely zero chance of that shit happening. Channing seemed willing enough to do stuff for me at his home, but that shit could have been fake. I won’t believe it until he put on like that at work or something. His food was good as hell though. So good it almost made me cry tears when I pull up to the grocery store knowing I was about to be getting a shit ton of oodles of noodles.
After that I put gas in my tank and pray that the miles to the gallon miraculously increased and I didn’t need to fill up again. Again, highly unlikely. By the time I head to the house I’m praying to God that it’s not too late to give them this check. After parking, I go straight to my apartment to put my purse and groceries down so I can go drop the check off only get to my door and drop everything. Heart thumping, I snatch the menacing white note with bold red letters off my door and read it like it was fabricated. I stop myself from crumbling it in my fist.
“What the hell? Evicted? HOW!?” Groceries forgotten I run to the office bursting into the door and snatch my rent check from my purse and throw it on the desk.
“Devon, I know I’m late and this isn’t the full amount but if you please give me a chance I’ll get you the rest tonight and I’ll-”
“Angel, sweetie I was just coming to see you. I hate this had to happen, but this is above me. I can’t reverse the eviction notice.”
“No, you have to Devon! Call the building owner and tell them that I have the money. Tell them that I’ll pay. Come on I have half the rent right here and I’ll have th-” He held his hands up to stop my speech and shakes his head.
“I’m sorry Angel, but I can’t take that. You know if I could, I would but just this morning we were bought and told to decline any late payments of anyone who’s consecutively been late. Due to this strict late payment policy that was put into place I have to evict you or else I will lose my job. I’m sorry but I can’t afford that right now. You know Jerry and I have our weeding next month. Sweetie I cannot afford to piss off that sexy piece of chocolate ten-inch penis. Like I said, this is above me. The best I can do is give you the new management’s phone number and email and you can take everything up with them.”
“That’s bullshit and doesn't even sound legal. Where is our change of policy and procedure notice? You can’t just switch up on us like this.” I snap, not at him but at the situation in general. This is just wrong and uncalled for.
“Look I know how you feel. You’re my girl and I hate to do this to you and anyone else who came in today, but I cannot do anything but follow the rules.”
“B-but? What am I supposed to do? I don’t have anywhere to go.” The tears welled up and he came around the desk and hugged me.
“I’m sorry Angel. I wish I could help, but the only thing I can do is offer you a room until you get off your feet. Jerry wouldn’t