I gave him hundreds of dollars from my savings account twice so he can pay his bills.
He is grateful but I don't want this to be every month. I have a life to live and I still need to be paid back.
I am a writer and what I put in my savings is my business.
Now I have to wait for him to pay me. He doesn't care that I am back where I started. He doesn't understand that I am not rich.
I save up my money. I have a plan to get out of this town. I have to keep this a secret from my family. He doesn't understand and I hate being his banker. This is what I get for having a good heart.