Ah, Monday, my favorite day of the week. The day that I didn't have any classes, only having to worry about working my maximum eight hour shift. Which I don't get everyday.

"Troy! Get up!" I semi-yell shaking him.

"Hmm?" He's still asleep.

"Troy! Oh my goodness, I just saw Stephen Curry come out from your program on TV C'mon let's go see!" I exclaimed, he popped up instantly.

"Really?" I raise my eyebrow. "Mommy why'd you lie to me?" He whined.

"Get up Troy-" I stated, totally ignoring his statement, he plopped back down onto the bed and grumbled.

"Up, now. I don't want to get in the bathroom before you" I walked out the bedroom and I hear him get off the bed grumbling his way to the bathroom.

I showered him and got him in his basketball shorts and a spider-man t-shirt with his all black adidas. He ate the little cereal we had left and I made him a half grilled cheese sandwich, I am even lucky to find the one slice of bread, if not Troy would have starved; I have no money for buying any more food at the moment, and the rental payment was due today.

I dropped Troy off at his program and rushed to the nearest bank do check the amount of cash I left to my name. I walked to the line and wait until I was called on.

"May I help whoever is next please?" I walked over to a short blond haired Russian woman.

"Good morning ma'am, how may I be of service to you?"

"I would like to check my account balance" she nodded.

"Put in your card and type in your PIN number" she instructed while I put in my card and typed my PIN number.

"Oh Janelle, okay give me a second - " she typed on her computer before informing "Alright, so account balance comes out to three hundred dollars even." I almost collapsed.

Only $300? How? How could I possibly have only $300? My rent is $750. How am I suppose to get $450 in less than 24 hours?

"Thank you" I mutter shaking all the way to my car.

There it is. I'm going to be homeless.

I drove to work, in the verge of tears. Where are my son and I supposed to live? I parked my car in the staff parking lot and walked in to the change room, leaving my bag in my locker then clocking in.

"You okay? Janelle" asked Derek, one of my concerned co-workers.

"Fine" I mumbled, he walked away while I head into the stock room, to get the food to stack.

As I stack up the food I couldn't help but burst into tears, what am I going to tell Troy, most importantly where are we gonna go? The building supervisor is very strict and this is not the first time the money has been incomplete.

Craig's POV

I walked into Walmart to get a few groceries, as I arrive at the canned food section I saw this girl, she was on the floor, her head down as if she was crying. She sniffs indicating that she was crying. I walk a little towards her, she turns her head and I realize that it was....

Janelle.

When she notice it's me she wipes her eyes, getting up stacking more canned foods.

Questions ran through my mind.

"Janelle?" I finally spoke up.

"What Craig? You want to laugh at me?" She replies as if she was about to burst out crying again.

"No. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. E-everything is just p-peachy" some tears fell out her face.

"Janelle - "

"Nothing is wrong. I can do everything on MY OWN like I've always done" she hollered at me, her beautiful big brown eyes full of pain.

"You've been on your own for everything, I know that. I haven't been very supportive but give me an other chance Janelle."

"To do what? Haven't you done enough? Giving me Troy and then abandoning me through everything regarding him isn't enough" she continues to yells as tears pour down her eyes.

"I'm sorry Janelle!" I raised my voice at her, she looks at me in shock at the sudden up rise of my voice "Okay, for everything I've done" I look at her sincerely hoping she would find a place in her heart to forgive me. She looks away to continue stacking.

I sigh "My fault for even trying to help" I grab a can of corn and walk off.

Janelle's POV

He apologized. After everything, he finally apologized. He looked so sincere when he looked at me in my eyes.

I almost fell back in love with him. When he looked me in the eyes it brought back so many good memories.

Then when he leaves saying the most hurtful thing 'my fault for even trying to help' As if he regretted apologizing. As he left I close my eyes trying to calm the tears that were readying themselves to pour.
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It is 2:30, two more hours until I would be finishing. But I didn't have the strength to stay, I head to the change room grab my bag and clock out.

"Janlle it's not closing time yet, where you going?" asked Derek.

"Stop worrying about me! Derek focus on your damn self" I raise my voice at him, he puts his hand up in defense.

"Sorry, that I cared to ask" he scoffed walking away.

I walk to my car and drive off home, a friend of mine.Haily would pick Troy up. I park my car and wait for the elevator, once it comes I enter pressing number 6. As I come out I see the supervisor coming out the apartment next to mine.

"I'll be right back Bob" she closes the door and meets eye to eye with me.

"Oh Ms. Hughes, I was just on my way to your apartment."

"Hi Carla." She gave me a fake smile.

"Do you realize that you haven't submitted your check for this month's rent" I nodded hopelessly. "May I have a reason why?" I looked down, embarrassed. Clearly I'm broke.

"Another incomplete balance?!" She raised her voice in irritation.

"How much?"

"300 dollars"

"Ms. Hughes, this issue is been getting out of hand with you. This will the third time we would've allowed you give us this amount. And even when you have a higher balance there's always something missing." She yells at me "I'm sorry Ms. Hughes, but this is becoming a routine with you, I'm going to have to ask you to move out."

I had no doubt in my mind, this was going to happen. I've let this happen one too many times.

I look at her as some tears fall down my eyes, she looks away heading to the apartment she was in.

"You have 5 days, Ms. Hughes" she says before closing the door to the apartment beside mine.

I open my door and collapsed on the couch crying my eyes out.

What am I going to do? Prince, Chresanto and Ray all live in a hotel and Craig is the last person I want to live with.

My sobbing was interrupted by a knock.

"Open" I choke up.

In walks a happy Troy and Haily.

"Mommy look what auntie Haily-" as I raise my head to look he frowns "What's wrong mommy?" I begin to cry again I couldn't bear to see the look on his face if I told him.

"Janelle what's the matter" Haily asks in serious yet sincere tone.

"Troy, please go into the room" says Haily he looks down and walks into the room. I've ruined his mood.

"Haily, I have to move out!" I cried to her.

"House rent?" I nod slowly "Why didn't you call me?"

"Haily, you work part-time at McDonald's, and you're schooling. Why should I use my problems to bother you?"

"At least, I could have found $200 to assist you with."

"Thanks Haily but it's over now, she's given us five days to move."

"I'm so sorry. How bout you come live with me?" She suggested.

She lives in a Bachelor, her kitchen washroom and everything in one room, meaning everything is set up for one person. Troy and I would only inconvenience her.

"It's okay Haily!" She gives a weak smile and looks at her phone "oh my boyfriend is here. I'll see you later. Call me if you need anything." She gets up to leave, when she closes the door, Troy runs out the room towards me into my arms ; his eyes a little watery.

"Mommy! Where are we gonna go?" His voice cracked.

"Troy, I-I d-dunno" I cried hugging him tightly, some tears slip down his face on my shirt.

This is TORTURE.

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