It's my life

When Steven’s mobile phone starting ringing he felt like throwing it away. I can’t believe this, he murmured. It was his sister. Since last night, she’d been pestering him. She’d felt voice mails and several texts.

Steven was inside a swanky bar, having just sat down with a glass of cocktail. He felt comfortable here. It’s customers were people like him, investment bankers from the City, earning six figure salaries. The drinks were overpriced. But so what, at least you avoided the hoi polloi.

I don’t really have time for this, Steven thought, as he waited for the phone to stop ringing. Last night, he’d promise his sister help. Their mother had been hospitalized with severe case of manic depression. She needed treatment in a proper clinic. And this morning, he’d already transferred money into Hayley’s account. But they still didn’t think it was enough. His mother needed his company also.

The phone stopped ringing. Steven shook his head. Drank his cocktail and relaxed on the sofa. His parents had divorced last year after his mother had stabbed Steven’s dad for having an affair. Since then, they’d both gone bonkers.

Thank god I wasn’t around, Steven thought. Living away from them felt so relaxing. He had no plans to visit them anytime soon.

Then, Steven’s face lit up. The woman he’d been waiting for finally had arrived. The leggy blonde smiled and kissed Steven.

“That felt so nice,” Steven said. They’d meet just two weeks back, and tomorrow, they were going away on a holiday. Steven could really do with it. The sun, sand and her beautiful body were no comparison to his manic mum. He didn’t even want to think of her.