Chapter 28 ~Theo~

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Molly's P•O•V
I'm beyond angry. I can practically feel my blood boiling inside of my veins. My letter did nothing, they laughed at me. They think I'm a joke. They think this is a game?! I tightened my fists as I tried to compose myself. The thought of her laughing at me makes me feel so sick. I watched as a maid approached me. She pushed a cart of toiletries, cleaning supplies and fresh sheets around.

I can see her from the corner of my eye. I turned to her sharply once she got closer to me. I put on my most saddened and desperate face. "Please help me. I'm locked out of my room, and I'm in a horrible need for a bathroom," I begged. She looked taken back.

"I can't let you into the room. I don't know if it belongs to you," she said.

I forced tears to well in my eyes. Forced is a dragged word, I wanted to cry since I saw the nasty little hidden camera footage. I'm outside of Theo's hotel room. Kenzie isn't here. I'm tracking her car and it says that she's driving out of state. I'm not sure where she's going, but she took Lacie with her. I can only assume she's taking Lacie somewhere, possibly doing her a favor.

I put a fake panicked tone in my voice."Please! If I don't get to a bathroom I'll have no choice but to do it here!" I exclaimed. She looked reluctant. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure no one was behind her. She stepped towards the door with her key card.

"Don't mention it to anyone that I did this for you," she whispered. I almost jumped out of my skin from utter joy. I kept up the act that I was still in distress. "Thank you!" I said.

I stepped into the hotel room. Leave it to Theo to spring for one of the most expensive rooms. The suit is large, there's a small living room section, with a large king sized bed over looking it. Three steps need to be taken in order to get to the bed. Beside the bed is a solid rich blue accent wall. If this part looks this good, I can't imagine what the bathroom looks like. I'll make myself at home. Theo should be here any minute now. I had them make a call to him saying someone had stolen his car.

I traced my thumb along the end of the couch. I walked towards the windows and gently shut the curtains; leaving a soft amount of light to shine in. I sat down at one of the chairs in the room. There's a couch with two chairs facing each other. I heard the sound of the door handle turning. My nerves are singing, it's been far too long since I've been alone with him.

He stepped into the room. For a moment he didn't notice me, when he stepped further in his eyes landed on me. A look of shock danced across his handsome face. At least he doesn't look scared, now that would've hurt me. I smiled widely. "Surprise!" I shouted lowly.

The look of shock fizzled away, replaced with an unreadable look. He's holding back whatever emotion he's feeling, he won't let it show up on his face. But he can't stop it from leaking out of his tone. "Molly, get out before I call security," he warned, his tone strong.

"I'm not leaving, Theo. And if you don't want me to reach into my purse, then I suggest you have a seat," I said. I patted the side of my purse to further push my point. "You'd harm me in the middle of the day, in one of the most expensive hotels in New York City?" He asked mockingly. My leg lightly began to shake.

"You know you really hurt me. Really hurt me, and you just keep on pushing," I seethed.

His brow raised. His hand pressed against his chest to add emphasis to his point. "I'm the one who's pushing? Me? You threatened to kill me, Molly!" He walked further into the suite.

I shook my head. "I'm not threatening you. I'm promising you. Don't look at dying like that, look at it as a way for us to start over."

He huffed. "Molly, I don't want that. I don't want this." He pointed between the two of us, signaling that he didn't want us. I turned away from looking at him and winced in pain. Something truly pulled at my chest. I stood up from the chair. He didn't move, didn't flinch or even take a step backwards. I stopped a couple feet away from him.

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