Mistaken Identity novel Chapter 12

I knocked on the door I was told never to enter. I stand and wait for the response. What would he want to talk to me about? I already knew they hate me and only tolerated me because of Henrique. He was only reason I was here, nothing else and the fact that I'm getting to paid to show affection to a child was much better than doing paper work all day. He only hired me because he didn't have time to take care of Henrique himself and Ms. Wilson had no time because she has her own family to go back to in the night.

"Come in," Carter voice came out from behind the double door.

I held the handled to open the door but before I entered I took a deep breath then release it.

The dude scares me a little.

I entered the office.Mr. Carter gaze was on his laptop not looking up at me. I began to survey the office. It was also a mini library. There was a vast book shelf, the room was painted in dark brown, medieval style. It looked rather very manly. The room was also dark. I liked it.

"Ms. Bisson, you're not allowed to treat Ms. Wilson like you do."

"Mr. Carter, I treat her the way she treats me. She treats me like I'm some slum you pick up from the streets. Mr. Carter if looks could kill the looks, I'd be death." He looked at me serious so I continued. "Mr. Carter I know you guys don't like me, but that doesn't mean you treat me like I'm less than a human. I agreed to come here because for one, I lost my job and I need money to pay my rent. Hell! I need money to survive. I don't have any money and the money you paying me will do me good until you find my sister but until then If you guys want me to respect you, you'll have to respect me. She gave me salad for lunch, be realistic that can't even full's Grey's stomach. She wants me to starve so I cook my own food. I don't need the approval of you or her. I've reached the point in my life that the only thing that matters is my health and the health of my dog, anything else can kiss my ass."

"A sad life," he mummer but I heard. My life is indeed sad and that's because all the pain I've being through all the years.

"Yes, my life is sad, the saddest, but guess what I have no one living for." I wouldn't cry after telling how bad my situation is. I hate the fact that I can't be happy. I hate the fact that my life is hell. But guess what I'm living. I have life, I should at least be happy bout that."