You Can't Buy My Love

"Mom!" I whined as soon as I came through the door. "I can't believe you lied to me!"

She rolled her bright blue eyes, completely ignoring me. "Get back to work, Olivia." She said it in such a stern voice, that I knew not to argue with her.

She was in the kitchen, going over her finances while my sister Dina gave out orders. I could never bring myself to ask my Mother for any money, she has been through way too much this year.

After my Dad left, she's had to take over every detail money wise, all while still taking care of us. I admire her for it, but I don't hate her because she can't afford to send me away.

Maybe this is God's way of saying "take your life into your own hands". Maybe this is his weird, low key way of assisting in a miracle.

After working a long shift, I finally was left to my own devices. I laid down on my small twin bed, in a room that I shared with my little sister, Dina. I still had the card that the man from earlier gave me, and I was trying to think of reasons that I should not call. In my head I came up with a million scenarios, begging myself to just rip it up and suffer.

It was like something else was possessing me, and I couldn't stop what I was about to do next. I pulled out my cell phone, and dialed the number that he told me to. Maybe it would be a grant, maybe I would have to go a serve poor pizza every weekend for a fee. Whatever it is, I hope it gets me out of here!

"Hello?" The voice answered.

"Hi, I'm Olivia, we met earlier..." I trailed off, unsure of what to say next.

"Oh, hi! I'm so glad you called!" He exclaimed, seemingly excited.

"Yes, well, I was curious as to how I could get the money for school. Of course I'm not expecting this to be free money," for some reason, this made him laugh.

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hear me. This seemed like a creepy sex thing, and I couldn't ignore how it felt. I've heard stories about rich guys that buy virgins, and have some

tuition money? Was that also a form of selling your soul. "Well, what I was wondering was,

sex thing." My eyes widened in shock, he seemingly took the words right out of my mind. "Think of this as more of an acting job more

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of nervousness. "Can we meet in person tomorrow?

"Okay."

my place tomorrow around 3PM?" He asked, and I nodded

up with him, my nervousness soon turned into anxiety. He said it's not a weird sex thing, so that's good. Maybe I should

finally came, and I had to all but beg my Mother for the day off. I pulled

what to expect. "Hi!" A smiling face greeted me, and I was rushed in immediately.

looking at his place, I could already tell that this man was made out of money! Even the thread looked expensive. I began to wonder what a man like him, could possibly want with

then suddenly felt the weight of his boyish charm attacking my heart strings. He was cute to say the

a contract. I know there's no need for legalities but this is a lot of money we're dealing with," he explained, placing a piece of paper in front of me. "How much is

money. What could possibly be worth all of this? And how could it be executed by little

to be my wife for three months. If you can do that, the money is yours." I took my gaze of the

your wife?" I