Chapter Two

Ava.

I scrambled off the bed immediately and my leg got caught up in the blankets making me lose my balance and fall to the floor with a loud thud. 

"Ow!" I yelled as I fell on the bucket of water, splashing it everywhere and wetting the floors and soaking me completely. 

I was a walking disaster!

But despite the scene I was making, the man didn't even come to my rescue and I managed to get up while groaning in pain and holding onto my waist. 

"I'm sorry" I said quickly and watched as the man stood there in some sort of Royalty, his eyes fixed on mine with a spark of disgust. 

He said nothing and I moved to get my supplies and clean my mess when I noticed my headphones at my feet, broken. 

A silent cry escaped my lips and I bent to pick it up. Its speakers had been torn out of the handle and the music had stopped playing. 

It was broken beyond repair and I didn't have money to buy another one. However, I picked up my mop and started to clean the wet floor, being careful not to slip again.

I felt the man's eyes on me and I was so tempted to look at him, so I peeked out of my eyelashes and noticed he had picked up a phone. 

Who was he calling? I was curious to know but he glanced at me and I quickly looked away sharply, cleaning the floor vigorously to escape his hateful glare. 

"Hello, It's me Mikhail" His deep voice said, sending shivers down my spine. I listened again.

Mikhail? What a nice name. I smirked inwardly. 

"Yes Tony, I'm at your hotel" He said sharply and I turned immediately almost causing a whiplash. 

Tony was the name of my boss! Tony Matters!

Don't tell me he was calling him because of me. Oh God please!

"One of your cleaners just invaded my privacy and messed up my room" He said and I gasped out loud dripping the mop and running to him, but he took a step back and I clapped my hands together giving him a silent cry..

"Please" I whispered, but he smirked at me before looking down at my name tag. 

"Yes. Her name is Ava" He said over the phone and my eyes widened. 

Was he seriously reporting me to my boss?! 

How did he even have his number? Oh, I guess rich people are only associated with rich people then. Of course they would be friends. 

I couldn't lose this job! I couldn't. I needed the money for Avery's medical expenses. This was the only good paying job that would cover the expenses. 

I got down on my knees immediately, tears welling around my brown eyes as I whispered a please at the man, but he didn't look at me as he finished speaking, dropping his phone on the table and walking away from me. 

"Please sir. I can't lose this job. I need the money. My sister is-'' I started to plead when my phone rang in my pocket. 

With shaky hands, I retrieved it from my pocket, noticing the screen had cracked. But I could make out who was calling. It was my boss. Mr Tony!

I picked it immediately, placing it on my ears. His voice sounded through the speakers with a familiar anger.

"Ava! What the hell did you do?!" He yelled and I started to explain.

"It was an accidental, I mixed up the rooms Ashley gave me, I didn't mean to-"

"Get out of there now. Call Brandon to clean up the mess!"

"Mr Tony Sir, I can quickly get it cleaned up. It was all a misunderstanding. I ca-" I pleaded, wiping at my tears, my heart beat increased and my hands became sweaty despite it being wet already..

"Do you know who that is? Do you even have any idea whose room you just messed up. You're a cleaner Ava, you're there to make things tidy not the other way round. Pick up your stuff, you're fired!" He shouted before ending the call. 

I didn't move for a while trying to process what he just said. I was fired! I was fired! How was I going to pay Avery's bills? My house rent! It was already the end of the month and my landlord was a mean old lady. I didn't even have any savings. Everything went to the hospital. 

I had nothing now. 

The tears escaped my eyes and fell past my cheeks, and I stood to my feet brushing them away and looked up at the man who was watching me from his desk with a cold stare. 

A wave of anger washed through me and I returned the glare back at him..

It was all his fault! 

"You rich people are all the same. And you're an asshole!" I said angrily, going to pick up my mop from the floor and the bucket, I was about to leave the room when I turned back.

I might as well do it. I was fired anyway.

I looked down at the bucket of water in my hands and walked over to the bed, emptying it over the bed, duvet and pillows. It soaked the mattress immediately leaving a dark stain against the blankets, I heard Mikhail gasp in shock stepping away from it.

"What the hell?!" He yelled angrily and it was my turn to smirk back at him.

"Consider this payback" I said before stepping out and slamming the door behind me. 

I released a sigh of relief before the tears ran down my face again. While I felt content at the payback, it did nothing to help my current situation. 

What was I going to do? 

I couldn't get a job immediately, I still had bills to pay. I sniffed back my tears. 

What kind of life was this? 

Why did I have to live this way, from cleaning rooms to bathrooms everyday. Not living as every teenager should. I didn't want this kind of life and while I even managed to manage it and make it more bearable, the worst had happened and I got fired. 

I wiped at my nose and took out my phone. Maybe if I could just beg my boss he would let me stay. He was probably just angry at me and making harsh decisions. I wiped my eyes and dialed his phone. 

It rang and he didn't respond. 

I dialed it again, he still didn't respond. 

I dialed again and it went straight to voicemail. 

I took it away from my ear and glanced down at it. The cracked screen almost didn't make me recognize my wallpaper. But I took the photo and I knew who was in it. 

It was a picture of me and Avery. It was almost difficult to tell us apart because we were identical twins. We had the same brown wavy brown hair, brown eyes and straight nose. Even the way our eyes twinkled when we got excited was the same. Our walking steps were the same, same smile and everything. In school we pranked the teachers a lot because it was hard to tell us apart.

Until someone found out the beauty mark behind our ears. I had mine at the back of my right ear and Avery had hers in her left. 

As I looked down at the picture, I realized a lot had changed since the photo was taken. Avery was bald now, her hair had fallen off completely. There were dark circles underneath her dull hazel eyes now. They had lost their spark a long time ago. Her once pink plushed lips were now chapped and almost white. She was pale too. 

She has even lost a lot of weight and her bones were poking out of her hospital gown, but she managed to smile as she held onto a card that read "It's our birthday". In my hand was the same card. It was our birthday that day and I had celebrated it with her at the hospital that day.

I remember that day like it had happened yesterday. I had just gotten my paycheck and paid my rent so I decided to get a small 5 inches cake for us. There was no party or surprise birthday party to be held because we had no friends anymore. 

At first, our school friends had come visiting but now many of them were out of the city to colleges and universities. Some had travelled out to other countries to further their education, while some moved. It became worse when I was driven out of our home and forced to live outside the city. 

So we celebrated alone, with only the nurses to wish us a happy birthday. The day ended with us laughing about old jokes and remembering our school days before night fell and Avery had fallen asleep. 

A tear escaped my eyes and I switched off my phone, putting it back in my pocket. I was suddenly tired of everything. Most days I wished everything would be back to normal, but it never happened. I was still stuck in this nightmare of life. 

I looked down at the mop and bucket in my hands and three it to the floor. I took out my name tag, stared at it for a while before throwing it on the floor too. Then left the hallway and got into the elevator. 

When I got to the ground floor I saw Brandon hurrying towards me and to the elevator as I stepped out. 

"Ava! What happened? The boss said u should clean suite 200 that you messed it up and you were fired. What happened?" He asked quickly but I didn't spare him a glance as I walked past him. 

I felt too sad to speak and walked to the lobby. Ashley still sat there typing away at her computer. She raised her head to look at me, a sad gleam in her eyes. 

She must have heard it too. 

I was glad when she said nothing and I went behind her table, picked up my bag and placed it on my shoulders. 

"I'm sorry Ava" She muttered and I didn't look back as I felt the lobby and stepped out into the blazing sun. 

I guess I am really jobless now. 

I looked at the sky and gave wanted to give a silent prayer to God. I didn't ask for this life so why did I end up this way. 

Another tear escaped my eyes and u didn't wipe them this time. I turned to look back at the hotel. It was a big tall building with glass walls, but I could hardly see anything inside. 

This time I couldn't stop the sob that racked through my body as I started to walk away from it. 

There was only one person I needed to see right now, and it was Avery. 

I walked away, and all this time, I felt someone watching me but I didn't turn to look.