CHAPTER 17

I think, I'm just pestering the people here. I'm exhausted at school so I came here to unwind. My school is for elites and even there, I still have my bodyguards with me.

"She's unbelievable, heartless!"

"What's wrong with her attitude?! Tell me?!"

"She's perfect if she's kind! I hate her!"

Duh, at least I'm pretty.

"According to my source, she's gone for vacation, why did she even came back?"

"I thought she was kidnapped?"

" I heard that they were ambushed."

"I'm scared of her, why did she came back? Look at her face, she's a . . . monster!"

Is gossiping a job too? If yes, I will pay them, a hefty sum.

I let people think and blabber whatever they want about me. I don't care! Heartless? Then, I'll live like that. They're always turning me into something I ain't. I am not an angel, I don't look like one. I don't care if they hate me, I don't give a fuck.

. . .

How am I supposed to move on? I guess, those mathematicians were telling the truth. He fooled me, his friends fooled me. We're fooling around! He could've just told me that he has a fucking girlfriend and I should've just played my role well as his tenant.

And because I was busy thinking, I bumped into someone. She lost her balance and she's really ill so I offered help. She's a patient.

"Hold my hands, I wasn't looking, it's my fault." She gave me a smile, she's very pale so why the hell she's out of her room?

"I am okay," She said.

We heard footsteps and I rolled my eyes when some nurses stopped from walking in disbelief just because I was helping the patient to stand. They're shocked and to tease them, I begrudgingly pushed the patient's shoulder and their eyes grew bigger.

"Next time be careful!" I said in no emotion at the patient and I left them. I felt sorry for that patient, I pushed her hard because of those nurses.

My friends, Moures and Tito Filipe, are keen investigating about the perpetrator. I couldn't be of any help, I don't have time to find out.

6:30 pm when I decided to go home, my bodyguards and I drove separate armoured cars. They're giving me space, somehow.

. . . . .

"What is this?"

"Japanese food---"

"Do I look blind or don't I?!" Our cook swallowed hard.

"N---no, you do---don'---"

"That's why I know that these are japanese food."

"Sorry---"

"Are you stupid? Yes or no?" The cook was hesitant to answer, the other househelps were silent.

"No---"

"Yes, you are. You are stupid!" I replied so she bit her lower lip. "And you're wasting food!" I added. The cook and the househelps stooped down their heads, thinking of an answer.

"Ma'am---"

"What do you think of me? Monster?"

"No---"

"Are we having a feast?"

"No---"

"Yet you prepared a lot? You're fired!"

As expected, she cried. They're not surprised, I am firing people everyday. If I don't like you, bye bye.

"I'm begging you, I have two children. . ."

"Do I look like someone who cares for your family? You're fired, leave."

And in the end, I fired them all. Some people are in hunger and they just prepared food like we're having a food party, like there's a monster in my stomach.

...

Midnight, I was asking the walls, when will this stop? When will I stop thinking about him?

"How long does it take?" I asked the walls again.

Yes, he fooled me but the way he made me feel loved was different, like it's truer than his other truths.

"Asshole!" I rolled my eyes and seconds after, I heard Eloise's voice outside my room.

"Savi, I brought you a glass of milk!" Eloise came in with a glass of milk, she's so pale.

"You and your annoying voice, tsk!"

"My baby can hear you, Savi." She said as she handed me the glass of milk. She ain't scared of me and Eloise is not just our househelp but she's my best friend too. I can still remember how I treated her before but she wants to be my friend.

"Who's the father? I thought it's Joseph?" I really thought that Joseph's the father, he's our gardener and I am a fan of them.

"Duh, I don't love him." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Unrequited love, I'd be happy if he's the father of your child." Her lips contorted at that.

"Yeah, he loves me but that doesn't mean I'd feel the same thing too. He can understand because love's not selfish." I rolled my eyes again. But she's right, you can't expect someone to love you back just because you love them.

"According to some mathematicians, love is equal to pain and it's true."

He's my world, he's my peace and now that he's gone. . . I'm fucking miserable!

"Why? Are you in love?" I bit my lower lip. I didn't tell her my story with Barry so she's clueless. I stayed silent, I was lack of words to say.

"Pain's really part of it," She trailed off, "Love is not all about frolic and pleasure, you will learn through pain." She added so I just nodded as a response.

I wish luck for her, I hope she'll be happy with her child's father. Joseph, let's have a toast because we're both broke.

....

My lids were very heavy while we're having breakfast together and Andrei's making fun of my face.

"I'll check my schedule for tomorrow if there's a vacant time, we'd appreciate if he will come, much better if he will work for us." Said Daddy, I raised my eyebrows as I was slicing the steak. They're talking with Eloise's boyfriend, Eloise is eating with us.

I rolled my eyes. "Andrei!" My brother's teasing me. He's adding mushrooms in my plate.

"Eat these!" He gave me his grin.

"I don't like mushrooms, jerk!"

"You're picky!" He replied as he was rolling his eyes.

"I know!" We're exchanging glares and when we got everyone's attention, we stopped.

"Savannah," Mommy trailed off but I know what she's going to say.

"Personal escort?" I asked in hushed voice. She's worried that one of my current bodyguards is conspiring with the perpetrator so she have been asking for a highly skilled personal bodyguard.

"This is for your own good, dear." She answered.

"I'll find a skilled bodyguard for her, mom." Andrei replied.