Her life

⚡Chapter 1⚡

Chris POV

I walked sullenly to the restaurant looking gloomy like always. Today is just going to be like every other day where I will attend to customers, receive my pay and head back home.

The rest of the workers always make fun of me because I only have three clothes with a pair of shoes.

I can't buy clothes and shoes for myself because I have to pay my house rent and light bill.

Sometimes I just get fed up and feel like ending my life, but I remember the saying; "where there is life, there is hope" and that has kept me going till now.

I walked slowly to the restaurant and greeted my manager. After that, I went to the changing room to change my dress.

"He's here! The king is here" one of the workers said sarcastically

"Welcome Your Royal Majesty" another one greeted with a mock bow

I sighed ignoring them and started work for the day.

"Why can't you answer our greeting? Have you suddenly gone deaf and dumb?"

"I wonder why the manager hasn't even sacked him yet, he has never done anything right"

"What are you doing when you're supposed to be working?" the manager asked coming in

They scurried over to their respective duties and the work for the day began. Thank goodness the manager came in time, I really don't know why they hate me so much.

Pardon my manners, let me introduce myself! My name is Chris Rodriguez. My parents died when I was five years old and I lost my memories. At least that's what I was told, it's not like I remember a thing.

I don't even remember the face of my parents probably because I lost my memories. Ever since then, I lived in the orphanage along with other kids who had no parents or relatives.

The orphanage sponsored our education through highschool, but then something happened to the orphanage and we all left to start a new life on our own.

Enough of my boring life, I really don't like thinking about my ill fate.

We started our work as usual. Some people cook, some wash plates and we attend to customers.

After the day's work, I changed my clothes and collected my pay before heading home with the food I'm going to eat for dinner. One of the benefits of working in a restaurant!

I opened the door to my small one room apartment and went in. Dropping my food on the small table I had, I went to the bathroom and freshened up.

When I got back in, I wore my night clothes and opened my food devouring it hungrily. I only had the chance to eat once today because work was too much.

After I was done eating, I laid on my mattress waiting patiently for sleep to come. I don't have a phone and no one is willing to be friends with a pauper.

Soon enough, I drifted to sleep!

Mitchell's POV

I got into my car and drove home after closing from work. Today is just like every other day. Work, work and work till I almost can't breath anymore.

And now, I have to return to that sick mansion. Can my life ever get any worse?

I'm from a rich family but I don't even feel it. Grandma and Grandpa asked everyone in the family to have a job especially the grandchildren and that's why I'm working.

I work in our company as an accountant and it's really not easy because of how big the company is. I just hate my life!

A quick introduction of myself! I'm Mitchell Campbell, only child of my parents. My father is actually the one from Campbell family while my mom is also from another rich family.

I don't have the right to make choices or decisions for myself because my grandparents make decisions for every single person living in the mansion.

From the food we eat to the clothes we wear and even whom we associate with. Left for me, I wouldn't work in our family company but my grandparents being the dictator asked me to work there.

I've always wanted to be a model and probably a singer but my grandparents were against it so I had to study business.

No one hates his or her life like I hate mine. It will probably be better if I wasn't born into a rich family. Maybe then, I will be able to make decisions for myself.

"What the hell? Do you want to kill me?" I fired at the driver

"I'm really sorry ma'am! The bump on the road was too high and I never knew it was there. They just did it few hours ago" he explained shakily

"Well, keep your goddamn explanation to yourself because you're fired. Get lost" I screamed at him

"Please ma'am, I'm sorry" he pleaded still sitting

I angrily got down from the car and went to the driver's seat. Dragging him off, I got in and drove off.

Oh shit!! Grandma is going to kill me today. She warned me not to fire anyone no matter what happens.

I hit the steering angrily as I turned the car around and drove to the place I left him. Fortunately for me, he was still there.

I rolled my eyes and got down from the car.

"Get in" I ordered and sat at the back seat

"Thank you ma'am" he said with a smile as he got into the car and started driving

Few minutes later, we arrived home! Great! My worst nightmare is here.

"Good evening" I mumbled a greeting as I walked towards the stairs but grandma's voice stopped me

"And who do you think you're greeting that way huh? You just mumbled a greeting and walked past us, is that how a good granddaughter is supposed to behave?

I'm guessing your parents failed to teach you properly, they are always thinking of ways to become richer and nothing else" she concluded while I clenched my fist in anger

Like seriously? Are they going to keep insulting my parents every now and then? What did my parents ever do to them?

"I'm sorry I walked past you but I'm really tired and need to rest so if you'll please excuse me" I said rolling my eyes inwardly and finally took the stairs not listening to any of their calls

I fell on the bed as soon as I got to my room. Gosh! I feel so tired and my grandmother just added to it. 

I'm the only granddaughter they complain about in this house and my parents are their only children they complain about too.

Most of the grandchildren in this mansion are spoilt and rude but my so-called grandparents always turn a blind eye to that.

I shouldn't even be thinking about them when I have more important things to do.

I'm just going to take a shower and sleep off. Dinner is totally out of my schedule because I don't want to face anyone else today.

Kathryn's POV 

I made the last pose I had for the day and collected a napkin that was handed over to me by one of my guards.

Being a model can be really stressful but then it has its own advantages too. Like I get to have a shoot with lots of handsome guys and I also get to f**k any guy I want to because of my beauty.

Not to brag but I don't think there is anyone as beautiful as I am especially not in this America.

"Wow! She's so beautiful! If only she could go into modelling, she would definitely be Miss world within few months" I heard someone say when I was just few steps away from my car

"Can I see the picture of who you're talking about?" I asked them with a sweet smile

One of them shakily gave me the magazine and three of them ran as fast as they could.

That's me! Kathryn Eduardo! At just the mention of my name, everyone gets scared and make a run for their dear lives.

I checked the magazine and I was really surprised to see a beautiful lady. She's beautiful but she can't be compared to me in anyway.

"Who is she?" I asked my bodyguards

"She's Mitchell Campbell, daughter of the third richest family in the whole of America. She works in her grandparents company and her movement is restricted" one of them explained

"Okay, let's go" I said with a wave of dismissal and got into the car

All through the ride home, I kept thinking about Mitchell and her face seems to be stored in my memory.

She really is beautiful, I can't deny that fact. But she can't possibly be more beautiful than I am right?

"We're home ma'am" the drivers voice jolted me out of my thoughts

I stepped out of the car like the model I was and went inside my room. Tonight is going to be a long one seeing as I can't seem to get Mitchell off my mind.

*Next day*

I yawned aloud as I sat up in bed. Last night was the worst night of my life because I couldn't get a wink of sleep until late midnight.

The annoying and unfortunate thing is that I have a shoot by 9am this morning and the time is 8 o'clock already.

Why didn't I try to get that girl of my mind? She's in no way compared to me so I shouldn't stress myself.

I hurriedly took my bath and wore my clothes. By the time I was done applying my make up and other things, the time was already 8:50.

Gosh! For the first time in my life, I'm going to be late for a shoot and it's all because of Mitchell. I should have just minded by business yesterday.

"Drive as fast as you can, I'm already late as you can see" I said to the driver

"Yes ma'am" he answered politely with a bow

I took out my phone to check the time but almost immediately, the car screeched to a halt and I almost hit my head on the driver's seat. What the hell!

"Have you gone nuts?" I screamed at the driver angrily

"So you want to kill me? All these while you've been pretending to respect me, you had it in mind to kill me?" I asked with a murderous look

"It really isn't like that ma'am! The guy that was about crossing the road caused it, I had to apply the brakes instantly to avoid committing murder" he explained and that was when I looked up and indeed saw a guy on the floor just at the front of the car

"Shouldn't you watch where you are going? How dare you run into my car like that? What if something had happened to me?" I ranted immediately I got to him

"I'm really sorry, I know I'm at fault. The truth is I got lost for a few minutes, I'm so sorry" he apologized standing up

"Keep your goddamn apologies and explanation to yourself. I don't talk to paupers like you but I was really angry. The clothes you're wearing are smelling awfully and I doubt if you even wash at all.

People like you shouldn't be seen on the street, you should stay indoors for the rest of your life and live like a ghost. Dimwit!" I concluded and got back into my car

"I'm only going to say this once. If this ever repeats itself, just consider yourself fired. Do you understand?" I asked the driver sternly

"Yes ma'am" he answered shakily

Good! That's what I want! They should always shake in fear anytime I speak.

We arrived at the agency and I checked the time only to discover it was past 9 already. Goodness gracious! 

I haven't signed with this company before so I just hope they're nice and not strict.

Getting down from the car, I catwalked into the company and met a receptionist.

"I'm here to see the manager of this place" I said with a small smile

"Do you have an appointment with him?" the receptionist asked

"Don't you know who I am? I'm.... " I was saying but she cut me off

"Whoever you are doesn't matter to me. Are you going to answer my question or should I continue with the important works I have to do?" she asked calmly

Who the hell does she thinks she is? She should thank her stars that this is my first time here, else she would have gotten it from me.

"I have an appointment with him by 9am" I said through gritted teeth

"We strictly adhere to time here but I'm only going to allow you in because this is your first time here" she explained while I just rolled my eyes

"Come with me" she said after few minutes and led the way

I'm going to put her in her place when next I come back here. I don't take rubbish from anyone, especially not someone below my status.

TBC.................

©️ Tricia