Chapter 2

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I enter the hotel room that I just booked. As soon as I lock the door behind me, I lie on the bed and cry. I tried so hard to be strong, to not let the tears show, but I couldn't hold back.

There was this pang in my heart that I could literally feel. And it hurts. It was long ago that I felt this pang, and since then I made myself so busy and so involved in everything, so that I wouldn't have the time to feel this again. I never allowed myself to feel this.

And now here I am, reliving this moment again that I've tried so hard to avoid. This feeling always finds me, no matter how much I try to stay away from it.

There was this little hope blooming on my stomach that I could actually live a happy life, with a person I could trust. Yet, it left unfinished. It didn't even begin to start with. I don't know what I did to deserve this. Not even a little bit of happiness. Not even a little bit of freedom.

Someone knocks on my door. I quickly wipe my tears, contemplating who might it possibly be. I only gave the address of this hotel to Emily, and I'm pretty sure she wasn't here. Dad would never allow her to leave the house after what he heard about me.

I mean, before even all this, he never wanted her to meet me. But now he finally had a solid reason not to. Because I'm obviously not a good company, as he would always say, and now I proved him right.

Yet I open the door a little bit and peek outside. Emily. She swings the door wide open, causing me to defensively take some steps back.

"Wait, how did you even get here? And how did dad allow this?" I asked, my brows knitted in question.

"Yeah, he didn't. I snuck out," she coolly replied. Oh, to be like her.

"What if he finds out?" I gasped. I don't want her to get into any kind of trouble just because of me.

"Not like this is the first time I snuck out. And also," She investigated my face, a concerning look taking over her form. "Are you fine? Have you been crying?"

"Wh-what, No!" I said, turning around so she couldn't study my face.

"El," She mumbled out. And as soon as I turn around to face her, she engulfs me in an enormous hug. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her and lie my head on her shoulder.

Against my will, tears starts to roll down my cheek and her hug tightens around me.

"Hey, it's okay. Everything's gonna be alright," She muttered, rubbing my back in order to help me calm myself.

The last time we hugged each other this way was 14 years ago, when we were separated from each other. And here we are doing it again.

"I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch," I spoke against her shoulder. And just the way her shoulder shakes a little, I could know that she's chuckling.

"Sure you are," She laughs.

***

I showered as soon as I woke up, getting ready to go find that asshole and show him how much of a bitch I can be if someone tries to cross me. He just so easily gave up on me.

I had a job, which I resigned from because I was supposed to be across the city, starting my life all over again. So now, I don't have a job. I don't have a house, again for the same reason.

So does he think he can get away with ruining my life so easily. He's gonna see hell right on earth.

Clipping my wet hair back, I grab my laptop and set it on the table. Glancing back at Emily, who fell asleep on my bed last night, I return my attention back to the one thing that'll lead me to Alex.

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