Not For Social Service

David and Sabrina looked at each other while they stood on the sidewalk of Main Street. Sabrina knew that he has to leave but he wasn't and strangely she couldn't bring it up herself to say. It was a strange feeling, she wanted him to go to his urgent work but she also wanted to keep looking at him. It felt very strange to her. She questioned herself why this feeling kept lingering and was it too soon to feel this way and somehow it scared her. She wanted to fight against it but she couldn't.

Their silent stare soon broke when David's phone rang again. He fishes out his phone from his jeans pocket and looks at the screen but doesn't answer it, instead, he mutes his phone and puts it back inside.

"I think you should go now," Sabrina says, grasping her thoughts.

"Are you good to go from here?" His eyes filled with concern. Sabrina nods her head at him.

"It has always been good to walk anywhere on my own."

"Yeah? Now that part will be changing so brace yourself." He doesn't wait for her reply and turns around to walk ahead, leaving a disbelievingly surprised Sabrina behind.

Sabrina watched him leaving until his back disappeared. While she stood there, she couldn't stop wondering if she should be happy about the situation or be concerned. Well, because it's the first time a boy has shown his interest in her not to mention that she had always been a short and chubby girl in her elementary life and her high school life... and it hasn't changed at all still when she has started college. She had always admired couples from afar but never imagined herself to be in one of the relationships since life didn't pay her time for that and now when her fate has brought a super cool, handsome and everything packaged boy to her feet, she couldn't believe it because what worried her was how a man like him was fooling around a girl like her?

Could he be really a player? She wondered. Nah... a player only like playing around beautiful girls and she wasn't one of them but then she remembered when he had said 'I can't stop looking at a pretty sight' and he referred it to her.

She zapped back to the real world when some passerby hit her while walking their way. She shakes her head and lets the embarrassing thoughts slide away. Clearing her throat she walks towards her job.

Sabrina worked two part-time jobs and both of her jobs were at the restaurant. She has been living half of her life doing jobs while studying. She isn't exactly a college going student but had been taking online literature courses. On weekends she devotes her time to her studies and tries her best to not get indulge in an extra load of work. She swears her life with believing on one motto "Don't stress yourself to earn money, work hard enough to solve your problems."

"Here you go Sabrina, your pay for the month." Her boss says, giving her the envelope. Sabrina turns and walks outside her boss's room after taking the envelope. She opens the envelope and finds that it had only $400. She turns back and walks back inside his office. "What's the matter, Sabrina?" Asks her boss when he finds her walking back in.

"It has only four hundred dollars," she says, waving the envelope in her hands "Two hundred dollars are still missing."

"Ah, I see..." He says, leaning back into his chair "I deducted your pay."

"What? But why?"

"Not deducted, actually I compensated my loss with your pay."

"I don't understand."

"Do I have to remind everything?" he heaves a sigh "I even lost count, should I remind you that when you brought a child to the restaurant who didn't pay for the food."

"He was hungry!"

"Or should I remind you the time when a guy broke the glass and you let him go."

"He didn't do it purposely!"

"Did or not someone had to pay for my crockery."

"But-"

"Uh! Uh! Uh! You don't get to speak on this." He says, shaking his forefinger back and forth. "And I have a record of countless incidents as such how many of them are you going to deny with your reasons?" Sabrina opens her mouth to speak but her boss raises a hand to prevent her from speaking "Look, Sabrina, I haven't opened this restaurant for social services. I exist here to make profit meanwhile you are making it difficult. You should think of it as a favor that I'm just deducting your pay and not firing you."

Sabrina couldn't utter a word to her boss after that but inside she was struggling with her rage to not speak. She wanted to ask just a few million questions to which she knew she'd never get an answer before she gets fired. She couldn't just do it, she had her studies to take care of, she had a mother and place to care and pay for. She wanted to endure it but she was losing the strength to fight those questions that pinned her to the core.

Why is it too difficult to help someone? Is money too precious than helping someone? Does money give the feeling of peace more than making someone smile? Is profit making everything?

And a list of endless questions blocked her mind but before she could burst out, she clenches her fist and leaves her boss's office with a lowered head.