Im brOKen

Chapter 5

No. Ways. You couldn't be serious. I was becoming furious. "You put my luggage on the wrong flight?!" I started yelling at the person behind the desk. I didn't give a flying fuck what her name was at this point. I wanted my luggage. Derek always told me I had the worst luck. He used to say I was his 'unlucky' charm. Ha. The first time we had sex, I broke his glasses. One time he came to visit me, his handbrake in his car failed and his car rolled backwards into the gate. Another time he was house-sitting, and we had some sexy time. He left the condom on the bedside table, and I told him to throw it away.... Fast forward and it went "missing". We are still 99 percent sure the dog ate it... Bad luck you see? Guess that didn't change. "Ma'am?" Oh shit. I zoned out. What did she say? "What?" I said a bit too harshly. "Ma'am, the company would like to offer you a gift voucher of $1000 to apologize for the inconvenience caused. The flight with your luggage will be here tomorrow morning at 10am. We will deliver your luggage to the hotel you are staying at tonight before you depart tomorrow to go on your cruise. Once again ma'am, I am so sorry about the mix up." Oh? Wow. Okay maybe I was overreacting and being too harsh. "Oh wow, thank you. I'm sorry I acted like a bitch. I'm exhausted from the flight." "That's okay. Thank you for apologizing ma'am."

Okay Rose. Pull yourself towards yourself. You've got $1000 to spend and you are getting your clothes tomorrow. Just get something to sleep in tonight and get some rest and you'll be fine. Okay? I walked out the airport with my carry-on luggage and found a Levi's store. I only chose this shop because I recognized it from shopping malls back home. I got an oversized sweatshirt, dark blue denims and a nice turquoise shirt for tomorrow. Shit! Underwear. I could re-wear my bra tomorrow, gross but do you know how hard it is to find a decent bra? I haven't got time for that. I grabbed a pair of boy shorts in my size, went to the checkout counter line and who do I happen to bump into? Greyson. With socks in his hand! What is going on? "Come here often?" I asked flirtatiously. I had a small giggle as he turned around with his Spain flag socks. "Are you stalking me Rose?" He looked at me with a dampened smile. I felt the blood rushing through to my cheeks making me blush instantly. "Of course, I'm stalking you Mister...." I realized I didn't know his surname and couldn't finish being cheeky the way I wanted. I don't know what was coming over me, but I seemed to have a 'fuck it' attitude and decided on just doing whatever I felt like doing. And looking at Greyson, looking into those piercing eyes... I felt my legs turn into jelly. He was more than handsome. He was gorgeous. There was something about Greyson that drew me to him. "Hmm I don't think I should give you my last name just yet. Just now you will become a crazy stalker!" He laughed. His laugh made me laugh.

"Nice choice of clothes Rose. You come all the way to Barcelona to buy stuff you can buy at home?" He looked at me confused. I realized I was holding the underwear for him to see, and I don't know if I was holding it like that on purpose or accidentally. "Yeah, I'm a jet setter. I just fly around the world to shop. Didn't you know?" Okay I may have said that a bit too sarcastically. His eyebrows were raised. I felt like I was in the principal's office in a school, that's how he was looking at me. He stared at me with such intensity that we both didn't hear the cashier ask the next customer to come through. To be fair, she said it in a thick Spanish accent, so I don't think we even understood her at first. "I'm kidding, just so you know." I started saying as he walked towards the cashier. "The airline put my luggage on the wrong flight. It should be here by tomorrow. I'm just getting something to sleep in tonight and wear tomorrow, so I have fresh clothes." He laughed. "You don't seem to be having the best of luck lately." I burst out laughing "You don't even know the half of it!"

Greyson asked to buy me a coffee and talk about the bad luck I was having lately. He was so easy to talk to, it was as if he was my best friend and I had known him forever. Maybe it was just easier talking to a stranger that doesn't know everything and I can vent to. I told him about Derek leaving me at the alter and my luggage story as well as all the things that went wrong when Derek and I got intimate. "Shit. I don't think any words or 'I'm sorry's' can make you feel better. I am so incredibly sorry you had to go through all of that. But to be fair, it's his loss. I don't know you that well, but you seem like an amazing woman who is so strong. You can do so much better than him. And to add, any man that calls you their 'unlucky charm' doesn't deserve someone like you." He put his hand on my knee and looked at me with great intensity. I didn't realize I was crying. I don't know why the fuck I'm crying but whatever. It is what it is. "Are you okay?" He asked me, so gently that it made me cry even more. I didn't realize he was hugging me until I was holding him and crying into his neck. Shit. He must think I'm pathetic. "I'm so sorry. I'm fine. I just need a taxi. You must think I'm pathetic." I said snuffling, wiping my tears with my long sleeve jumper. "I think you've had a long flight and you are going through some things that most people don't understand. Where do you need to go to? We can share a cab if you would like?" Am I dead? What did I do to deserve a stranger treating me so kindly? "I'm staying at the Casa Mathilda Hotel just for tonight. Tomorrow afternoon I am boarding the Silver Dawn and going on a three-week cruise, that was supposed to be my honeymoon." Derek started laughing, uncontrollably laughing. I looked at him confused, sniffling and wiping the last few tears on my sleeve again. "You have to be joking. The only reason I'm in Barcelona is because I am also going on the same cruise." "Seriously? But...why...? Isn't it supposed to mainly be a 'couples' cruise?" "Let's just say that you aren't the only one with a few relationship issues. Let me call us a cab." I was honestly too tired to even care if this man was a stalker, kidnapper, rapist or murderer. I needed a decent night's sleep and if I died, then one less problem in the world.

Greyson ordered us an uber and we got into the back seats. The hotel was about 20 to 25 minutes from the airport. I was fighting sleep and feeling more than exhausted. The black rings under my eyes were definitely turning me into a raccoon. I tried to stay awake but the next thing I knew I was woken up to say we have arrived at the hotel. Fuck. I fell asleep on his shoulder... I hope I didn't drool or mumble or say anything stupid! He helped me check into the hotel and walked me to my room. "Thank you for everything today. It meant a lot to me." "Girls that don't ask for much, deserve the world. Remember that, Rose." He kissed me on my cheek and turned to find his room. He really made me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world, not by saying anything but by his eyes. The way he looked at me, I felt like I could melt. I had only just met this person but something within me felt different. Or maybe I was exhausted and still heartbroken and wanted a rebound. Who knew at this point. I fell onto the bed without getting out of the clothes I had worn for at least the last 12 to 14 hours. If I knew that I wouldn't have wasted my money buying shit to sleep in.

I woke up with the sunlight shining on my face. I felt like I had slept in, and it was late, but after checking my phone and seeing the time of 05:50 I was not in the fucking mood. I rolled over, covered my head with the duvet and went back to sleep. I was in a deep sleep when constant knocking at the door woke me up. I thought it was Greyson, so I tried to get out of bed as fast as physically possible, tripped, landed on my ass and still limped to the door. I swung it open in excitement. Maybe too much excitement. I was disappointed with the man in front of me. The airport sent someone over with my luggage! I was so incredibly happy to see my suitcase, but a part of me was disappointed it wasn't Greyson at the door. I thanked the man for my luggage, closed the door and checked my phone. It was 11:40. I can't remember when last I slept in so late and wasn't in a different country halfway around the world.

I decided to hop into the shower. The hot water felt so good on my skin. I kept imagining him in the shower with me. Kissing me. Biting my lip and kissing my neck. I wanted him to push me against the wall while he kissed and sucked on my nipples... Pushing him further and further down to play with my clit. I could sense his tongue could do wonders... I was tugging on my boobs. Feeling my body and making my way further and further down with my hands. This wasn't the hot water I was feeling... I was so wet at the mere thought of Greyson touching me. I wanted him so badly.. I slid a finger inside and felt so wet. I then trailed back to my clit and started rubbing slowly. Teasing myself at the thought of him licking me down there. I wanted him to suck on my clit and finger me till I screamed his name. I was so close. I needed this so badly. I wish I had brought my toys with me on this trip. Fuck this feels so good. I'm so close.. I let out a quiet moan of Greyson's name and got the release I needed.

I wrapped myself in my towel and lay on the bed for what seemed like forever, but in reality was only about twenty minutes. I was in awe of a man who I barely knew, a stranger, and I was already imagining him in bed with me. I must really be more fucked up than I thought. I got dressed, put some makeup on and I actually felt incredible. I needed some food, badly. I looked at the time, it was already 12.45. Shit! Let me go grab some lunch downstairs in the restaurant. I opened my door to leave and there was Greyson.