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Dangerous Pt. 1 [MaskedMexican]

Ohm.

I glance up to the towering building, wiping some dirt and sweat off of my face that had been accumulating for a few days.

The hotel that was across the abandoned road was run down. The paint was chipping and fading. The huge glowing letters that once said 'Hotel 76' were barely humming with life, if on at all. Why did Max tell me to come here? It was dark, eerie, and uninviting but it was better than sleeping outside again tonight.

I grab my two suitcases and made my way across the cracked road and onto the pavement of the parking lot. I trudge my way to the door and into the lobby, where I am intensely hit with the smell of old wood and mold.
I approach the bellman, whose name was Tony according to his name tag, and set down my bags.

"Hello sir. Room for one night please?" I politely ask. He nods and checks a clipboard he has placed on the desk in front of him.

"That'll be $60 dollars." He replies. I dig out my wallet from the side of my jeans and pull out three twenty dollar bills. I hand Tony the money and put my wallet back where it belongs.

"Room 286 on your left. Enjoy your stay." I nod a thank you and stroll over to the door with my bags. I retrieve the key he got me out of my jacket pocket. I unlock the wooden door and step inside.
The room was quite nice for such a low price. The bed was nicely made, it had a small TV in the corner, along with a desk, chair, telephone, and other objects.

I set down my suitcases and quickly make my way to the bathroom where I turn on the shower to lukewarm to hot temperature. I strip myself of my dirty clothing and throw it into the corner. After thoroughly cleaning myself of any muck and mud, I turn off the shower head and dry off before I get clothed again.

I grab my cellular phone, which was almost dead, and I pressed in a very familiar phone number.
"H-hello?" I stutter. I hear a breath of air as the person over the phone sighed in relief. "Oh thank god." I muttered. My eyes widened and I ran my hand through my thick brown hair.

"Ohm?" I drew in an inaudible breath as I closed my eyes.

"Y-yes. Max, baby, where are you? I want to see your face again. I miss you so goddamn much. Why did I have to leave." I glance around the small hotel room and quickly tap my foot on the ground.

"I can't tell you, as much as I want to see you Ohmie, I really can't," he pauses, "I'm too dangerous," Max replies through shakey breath. The silence on the other end is deadly and I can feel as if Max is just staring through my soul, even though he isn't physically here.

"You're not too dangerous, Max... Just let me come and see you. Please. It's so hard to not see you beside me every day." I beg. I can hear Max starting to crumble. His voice is shakey and my senses tell me he's on the verge of tears.

End call. I put my phone back in my pocket and start crying. I miss Max so much. It's so hard not to wake up next to him every morning, to hear his sweet voice. I'm going to see him, no matter if he wants me to or not. I stand up on my weak and wobbly legs and get into something comfortable before getting into the bed provided and falling asleep.

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...Sorry it's shit. I have had barely any sleep these past couple days and I'm kind of stressed out and sick.

~Cayla