Twisted love (Slow updates)

Chapter 5 Just Sing

The elevator makes its way down and so do my tears. He's cheating on me. Everything he's told me was a lie. He never thought we'd be together forever because if he did he would have waited for me.

I can tell my makeup is smeared and my dress is wet but I don't even care. My eyes are already starting to burn but let them. The burn doesn't come close to the burning I feel in my heart.

When the elevator finally comes to a stop I run out.

I hear Scott yell, "Ms. Johnson are you ok?" But I keep running. I don't even bother calling Sarah. I call a cab and tell them to take me back to the hotel. The driver kept staring at me from his rearview mirror but I just looked out the window and kept crying.

I text Sarah telling her I'm going back to the hotel because I know she'll worry. I can't be that selfish. But I turn off my phone anyways. I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't want to see what Marcus has to say. I don't want to answer or hear his voice.

Anything he has to say won't change or justify what he's done. He broke me in ways I never knew could be broken. All the mornings I woke up with him mean nothing. All the "I love yous" were lies. I wipe at my face as the driver pulls in front of the hotel. I pay him but stop when he declines.

"It's ok Ma'am. Take this as a I'm sorry for whatever caused you this pain." The driver says.

I just nod and get out of the car. I look up at the hotel and start to feel rain. How ironic that a night meant to be light and bright ends up gloomy and washed up. I was supposed to spend the night in bed with him. Not that blonde. I was supposed to wake up in his arms, not be here.

More tears roll down my cheeks and I run inside the hotel. I maneuver as best I can so I don't hit anyone but it's inevitable. As I'm crying hysterically I run into a brick of a person. I hear a bang and a man yell, "What the fuck!?" but don't even care. I run. I run to the elevators and don't even care people are staring at me.

When the doors finally open I rush in and wrap my arms around myself. I fall to the floor and just weep. When did everything go to shit? Why did it?

The trip up to my floor seems endless. People come on and leave but I do not care. I stay on the floor and let my tears fall. I just can't stop thinking about the coy look the blonde in the bed had on her face. I couldn't even tell how she looked like but that damn smile ripped me up inside.

I finally hear the elevator ding my floor so I get up and walk out; avoiding the pointed looks others were giving me. They can go fuck themselves for all I care; I'm hurt and broken. If I want to cry like a lunatic on the floor of a hotel elevator then I will damn-it!

When I make it to my room I throw my jacket on the couch and walk to the bed. I lay on there and just cry. I cry my heart out. I cry until my body has no more tears left to shed. I cry out all of the love I thought I shared with Marcus. I cry because I'm alone, again. Sarah is not here and neither is Evan.

I should call them and tell them I'm not ok but I just can't. I decide I should change out of my dress and wear some cozy pajamas. I never want to see this dress ever again.

Right when I was about to change I hear a bang at the door. I ignore it. Then I hear it again. I ignore it. Just leave me the hell alone. Then the banging doesn't stop and I just want to jump off the balcony the relieve myself of the agony. God. My hands fist at my side and fresh new tears poor down my face.

What is going on today? I walk to the door slowly, not even bothering to wipe my face. When I open the door I see a bellboy. Ok?

"Can I h-e-lp y-ou?" I say between sobs.