never good enough

Three

"Good morning, my sweet em," Scott said peppering Emily's face with kisses. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his lovely browns that were a beautiful contrast to his short blonde hair.
"5 more minutes," she begged, wanting the moment to last forever. Laying in bed with him, without a care in the world - that would be the life.
"You said that an hour ago," he pointed out. Even though he loved moments like this, he was never one for laying in bed all day.
"Fine, but one more kiss,"she said said laying one hand on his chest and one on the back of his neck . She closed her eyes, leaning in, but she didn't connect with his lips. She opened her eyes and he was gone. She closed her eyes again, praying that she would see him again, but she didn't. Emily finally gave up and looked around her. She didn't recognize the small room she was in, but she knew from the layout that It was a motel. It was when she saw Luke sleeping on the couch, that the memories came flooding back. She pulled the covers off and looked down at her dirty clothing. She got out of bed walked into the bathroom. When Emily saw her self in the mirror, she nearly screamed. Her cheeks were red and blotchy, her blue eyes were bloodshot, but it was her hair that was the scar. It was tangled and greasy, her hair could've easily been mistaken for a birds nest. The more she looked the filthier she felt. So, she quickly got undressed, waited for the water to turn warm then stepped into the shower. The hot water relaxed her muscles and calmed her down. She washed her hair and scrubbed her body in attempt to rid her herself of any memory of last night. It didn't work, but that didn't stop her from trying. It wasn't until the shower turned cold, that she turned of the water and wrapped one of the motel towels around her body. Emily padded over to the couch and shook Luke's shoulder lightly.

"What do you want, Matt," he groaned without opening his eyes.

"Do you have some clothes I can wear?" She asked. His eyes instantly shot open at the sound of a girls voice. But he relaxed when he realized it was Emily.

"Yeah." He pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to her. She looked at him puzzled. But before she could question him, he fell fast asleep. She glanced at his naked torso but quickly stopped herself and walked back into the bathroom to get dressed.

When Matt returned, he was carrying a bag full of cheeseburgers. He saw a shirtless Luke and a washed Emily sitting on opposite sides of the small couch.

"Did ya miss me?" He asked, plopping down between them. Before either one could answer, someone knocked on the door.

"Manager,"the person shouted. The three gave each other daring glares until one of them looked away. Also known as luke. Whenever he opened the door, the manager looked him in the eye and said,"you can either pay for another night or leave because we have other customers." Luke just nodded and shut the door.

"C'mom, guys. Asshole says we gotta leave," he yelled loud enough for the manager to hear. Because they didn't bring in any of their things, they just waltzed out the door, food in hand.

Emily sits in the back seat of the cadillac while the brothers argueed over where they want to go.

"Well, before we can go anywhere we need to get a hotel room," Luke points out, pulling into a hotel parking lot. Once parked, they all got out and walked into the lobby.

"How can I help you?" The receptionist asked.

"Do you have a room for three?" Matt wondered. The lady shook her head.

"No, but we do offer connecting rooms."

"What are those?" Amber asked quietly.

"Well, ma'am. They are two separate rooms that are connected by a door."