Sharon sat on the sidewalk bench crying silently. As if on cue, the rain starts to fall heavily. “ Why!? Why!!! What have I ever done to deserve this!!!,” she soliloquised angrily. She is not crying because she feels like a failure,
She is crying because she has been staying strong all alone… Staying strong for a very long time that the tears can’t help falling this time around.
Earlier that day**
Sharon stared at the letter on her desk in despair. Who will she ask for help now? Her brother Benedict who is also the CEO is not even an option right now cause he totally hates her guts.
She stared at the dismissal letter again. Why has life always been unfair to her? She looked at her chubby reflection in the mirror. It’s not her fault that she was born this way.
Ever since she was young, it must have been pretty obvious to everyone that she looks and behaves differently from her family. Her mother Lena was a hot model in her prime and is currently a well-known fashion designer.
She is the perfect description of slim and sexy. The perfect genes Sharon didn’t even inherit any, her sister Sheila is the one that takes after their mom. Sheila has those sexy blue eyes that seem to make men go mad about her. She is slim, beautiful and has the perfect hourglass figure.
Something Sharon can’t even dream of having in years to come. Unlike Sheila, Sharon is the direct opposite. Even though she’s the older daughter, she is the shortest in the family.
Unlike the females in their family, Sharon is chubby. She has brown hair and eyes. The only thing she inherited from her father. She doesn’t have Benedict’s intelligence or Shelia’s beauty and charisma. She has always been an introvert from a young age.
She sighed and breath in deeply before holding the letter. “I have to at least try pleading. This is my only source of income. I can’t lose this now” she thought and walked out of her office.
Heading to the manager’s office, she prayed silently hoping he would have sympathy for her. As soon as she knocked she heard his voice. That voice that always sent shivers down her spine.
Do you know the kind of shiver I’m talking about ? Not the good part of shiver, like the one you feel when you are in love.
It’s the bad one. You know when you are afraid of someone and you shiver in fear. That’s the shiver I’m talking about. Sharon walked into the office with a pleading expression. The manager looked up and smiled showing his dirty dark-brown teeth.
Everyone is well aware of how badly her family treats her so they treat her anyhow. They don’t show her respect the way they do to Sheila. Sheila is like a queen while she is seen as a nobody.
“ I see Sharon, you got the letter, right? I’m sorry about what happened. You are one of our best employees and the company is sad to see you leave,” he said still smiling.
Sharon knows he isn’t saying the truth. Who will be sad to see her leave? No one, absolutely no one. The most happiest person would be Benedict.
He has been looking for ways to dismiss her. Shouldn’t brothers be trying to protect their younger sisters so why is her own different?
Yes, he protects Sheila like a mother hen does to her chicks. Sometimes she wonders if they are really her siblings. There’s that silent voice in her mind asking over and over again,’ Am I adopted?’
“Sir, I haven’t done anything wrong to deserve this letter. Please sir, you should reconsider. You have just said it yourself that I’m one of your best employees. Do you really want to let me go?,” she asked sadly.
The manager stood up exposing his protruding belly that wasn’t obvious before when he was sitting. He walked closer to Sharon and put his chubby hands on her shoulder slowly caressing her.
Sharon swallowed feeling very disgusted. “ I gave you an option few years ago but you rejected it. If you had accepted, I would have been able to save you now,” he said.
Sharon thought of years ago when she joined the company. Then she was naive and very sensitive. It had upset her alot when people said bad things about her body size and her brother didn’t even try to defend or protect her.
She had yet to accept then that Sheila was and would always be everyone’s favorite. The manager unexpectedly defended her then. He stood up for her and she felt safe that at least someone cared about her.
Until she found out about his real motive. He was a pe.rvert. An old stinky pe.rvert who enjoyed luring new female staffs and taking advantage of them.
“Sir, please take your hands off me. I didn’t accept your offer years ago and I surely won’t accept it today. You know it’s rude to touch an engaged lady impolitely, Mr Jean,” Sharon uttered shrugging his hands off her.
Mr Jean stared at her feeling a little bit stunned. For the first time since Sharon joined the company she said his real name. What happened to her calling him sir?