22:I don't need pity.

"Are you okay?" Jennie asked immediately after Mrs, Samleft and I nodded. My hands were swelling and turning pink. It felt so painful that I screamed on the inside. Jennie took me to the restrooms and did first aid for me. She opened a tap with cold water over them and let it flow. I felt so angry that I felt like strangling someone. I'd never felt this way before and now I felt like I could just strangle someone until they can't breathe anymore.

" Are you sure you are okay?" she asked again and I felt irritated. I just wanted some piece of mind. I don't want anyone to talk to me right now and not even her. I could feel that I might do something stupid so I left her there and went to clean the mess I had made. I deserved this right? It was so stupid of me to be careless while dealing with a customer right? I could feel that a lot of people were looking at me but I did not care at all. Once I was done I went to the backyard. The place was so big and I did not even know how to hold a slasher or how to trim the flower beds. I don't know how it happened but an image flashed in my head and I started doing just as my mind was telling me to do. Slashing was so hard considering that my hands were still hurting. The sun was also getting hotter and hotter and I was sweating profusely. Either way, there was no way I was going to stop. I did this not because Mrs. Sam had ordered me to but because I was also punishing myself and training myself how to withstand challenges.

"Why are you doing this? And it's so hot right now can't you see yourself hurting yourself?" That voice belonged to the stranger guy I had met last night. I assumed him because I had nothing to tell him. This was none of his business and I don't want to start conversations in the middle of work.

"You look upset... Saw everything that happened in there... I don't think it's your fault though" He said and I stopped what I was doing and looked at him.

"If you are here to sympathize or show pity just know I don't need it okay? I don't need pity from anyone... I did ok? I did it intentionally and I dersesberd the yelling and the slaps... So if you are here for pity then you are in the wrong place...I'm perfectly fine and this is where I perfectly belong.." I said and I don't know why I was even yelling at him. The truth is I was mad. I wish I had tears to cry but I couldn't. He had done nothing wrong, and Jennie had done nothing wrong too I was taking my anger out on them. I had changed my mind about humans but now what I felt towards them was despise. But this man and Jennie have done nothing wrong to me, right? Why am I so angry with them?

"I know you are mad... Just relax okay? I can help you" he said looking at me.

"I don't need your help... Please just leave me alone... I want to be alone right now... please," I said calmly and this was much better. Atkseat I was not shouting anymore. I did not want to be like her. I am not her and I'm not heartless. He nodded and then left.

I had been cutting the grass for many hours and I could feel the energy in me draining. I tried to do it but I just couldn't take it anymore, my body was exhausted, and I was thirsty. I counted one, two, and then the third time my legs couldn't take it anymore and I fainted.

I don't know what happened next but when I opened my eyes, I found myself on my bed. I looked around to find Jennie there crying. When she saw that I was awake she hugged me and continued sobbing.

"I was so worried about you you know?....please don't scare me that much again... I'm so happy that you are up" she said hugging me. I felt guilty that I had acted cold toward her earlier.

"I need water... Please" I said and she immediately handed it to me with some medicines.

"Take those... You will be fine.." she said and after taking them it hit me that I was supposed to be slashing the grass in the backyard.

"I need to go Jennie... I need to finish trimming those flower beds and cutting the grass... I'm not even halfway done..." I said getting off the bed but she stopped me.

"No need to do that... You are still not okay... Care about your health for once okay? You have to get better first" she said and I was almost laughing at her. I was not ready to get another slap on the chick.

"Thank you for worried about me but I'm not ready for another slap from Mrs. Sam. I can still feel the pain you know," I said and she nodded.

"About Mrs. Sam... Don't worry about that. She won't be bothering you anymore..." Okay, she was speaking in parables and I was not getting it. Wait did she die or something?

"Is she dead?" I asked and Jennie looked more confused than ever. By her face, I could tell that Mrs. Sam was perfectly doing fine.

" So what happened? How did I even end up here?" I asked her while still standing.

"Mr. Cedric came to your rescue before you hit the ground... He helped me bring you here and said that you should stay until you are okay" Now she was talking. The last time she had told me then that Mr. Cedric was the owner of the hotel.

"Wait a minute, does that mean I'll get fired if he gets to hear what happened?" I asked her and she just smiled at me.

"Why are you smiling... What does he even look like? Is he fierce like Mrs. Sam? Do I need to start writing an apology letter?" I asked but she kept on laughing at me. I pretended to be upset and she stopped Laugjtinn.

"Don't worry... Mr. Cedric is just an old man... almost in his sixties... He is not so fierce but I bet you might need to write those apology letters." I'm doomed. She needed to help me.

"Help me write one Jennie... Please... I promise to buy you something once we get paid." I said pleadingly and she burst out laughing again. This was not fun at all and she wasn't helping. There was a knock on the door and she went to open it. I was praying that it was not Mrs. Sam.

"Mr. Cedric?" I heard Jennie call out and I immediately stood well, ready to apologize once he gets in.