Hell is Other People

Chapter 12

Ella's POV

Life is way too complicated so as to know what is going to happen next. I mean you wake up in the morning and you still do not know whether that day is going to be one of the regular ones, a special one or even your...last.

I don't want to sound macabre right now but where I'm getting at is that we do not have control over anything to be honest and we just learn to adapt to a situation, whatever that is, like animals do. Well, you may think that we do not differ much as the animals so most would think that's normal thing to do and I guess we are designed to think and act like that.

The thing is that we come to face certain situations because of previous actions that we had demonstarted. The situations where we come to face and are obligated to upfront them are results of our moves and actions...

You can really say that it is our designed punishment. Nothing stays untouched. Nothing just goes away without leaving traces behind.

Right now I have to face the consequences of the actions that I can't even remember correctly. I dragged myself way to long and I guess I can't do that anymore. I put myself into work for way too long focusing on that and nothing else because I was embarrassed and I even isolated myself from everyone talking only to Fair and Nicole. I can't even bring myself to talk Gale because I feel she will make me feel like I'm stupid and incompetent. Don't get me wrong I love the girl, I know that what she does is to take care of me but sometimes I feel way too overwhelmed when she starts giving me her opinion on the situation we are facing on that current time.

I fell like she judges me for what I'm doing, you know? Like I'm a useless daughter to her or even a stupid sister...

"Are you okay?" Jacob asked from the driver's seat, throwing me out of my thoughts.

I'm currently at work and with Jacob as the golf car driver, we deliver the usual complimentaries at the rooms. Yes, I know what you will ask...Why would a housekeeper's assistant do a waiter's job? Why would a task that's considered to be the rooom service department's has the housekeeping to do it? Let me tell you why! Because this freaking hotel does not have a room service department! Yes exactly! So yeah I have to do it with the help of the golf car...

"Yeah why?" I say as we come to a stop.

He turns to face me as I get out of the golf car with the basket in hand.

"I don't know... you seem a bit off since your birthday party and it's being like what a week?" He asks concerned. "Are you sure there is not something?" he asks again.

I sign at his question and I turn to head to the door of the bungalow to leave the basket without giving him and a response.

It's true that I'm not okay but I just can't discuss it with him. Jacob has being good to me. He has taken care of me without asking. He is there when I don't know I need someone to be by my side when I'm stressed about work. He even took me home without trying anything with me when I was wasted but I don't want to lead him on because I know he has feelings for me. I'm not stupid... He knows how I am and at what situation I have placed myself into but weirdly enough he still continues to be a good friend...

I did make myself clear that I see him as only that and nothing else. That's the reason why I don't want to vent on him. I've been in a situation where the person I like likes someone else and talks to you about it. It's not good, believe me.

I head back to the golf car and smile.

"I'm fine. Really, I'm okay. I appreciate your concern in all honestly, Jacob. You don't have to worry about me, you know. Anyways, that's the last one. You can go if you want. I have some rooms to inspect in this area anyway." I try to say.