Comfort Inn Ending [Jhene Aiko x The Weeknd]

Chapter 3

~Jhene~

I was able to close my eyes after talking to Chrissy about the situation. I kind of felt like I got a small burden off my mind. This whole situation is just messing with my feelings for Quis. He is the love of my life and I would never want to hurt him. I sighed softly and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I wasn't in the bus anymore. I was in a room, a hotel kind of room. I was laid out on the bed, my head was kind of hurting.

"Ugh, where am I? How did I get here?" I looked around and didn't see any sign of my luggage, crew, or Chrissy. I got up slowly and rubbed my head. The door slightly opened and out stepped The Weeknd.

"Oh no..." I whispered to myself. He didn't say a word. He just puffed a some smoke up into the air before setting the blunt into an ashtray.

"What the hell do you want?"

Again, he did not say a word. He just walked towards me and stood in front of me. I didn't know if I wanted to get up to face him or make a run for it. I decided to just get up and look him in the eye. Sometimes, he scared me but other times, I just wanted to know more about him. It was always like he kept some sort of secret. I wanted to touch his face to see if I was clearly dreaming or maybe this was real for some odd reason.

I took a deep breath and got up. I looked deep in his eyes. They were almost drowned in pain but he was also faded. "Can you explain to me why I'm here" I said while trying to keep a small distance between us. He said nothing yet again. The only thing he did was caress my face with his smooth hands. Gosh they were so smooth. Next thing you know it, I was laying back down on the bed, He was on top of me.

"Don't say another word" He finally spoke to me. His voice was soft and melodic. I almost felt like I was falling into another trance. "Let me take you away Jhene." He said as he leaned down to give me a kiss. It was so tender. I wanted to pull away but couldn't resist. His kisses were so damn irresistable. I kissed him some more before he pulled away. "Jhene...." His voice echoed all through out my head.

~Dream fades out~

"Wake up Jhene" I soon heard a familiar voice say. I opened my eyes and was back in the bus. I was laying on Chrissy's lap. I got up and looked over at her. "Where are we?"  

"We are finally in Toronto"

"Damn...I've been sleep for that long"

"Uh..yeah. You must have been exhausted or something"

"Well you know, that show kind of drained me. "

"If you like you can sleep some more once we get checked in the hotel"

"I um..think I've gotten enough rest for the evening. I'm really hungry right now"

"Well let's get situated in the hotel and then we can explore Toronto"

"Sounds like a plan" I smiled and looped my arm around hers.

We both walked off the tour bus and walked towards the hotel lobby. I looked up and it was about twenty-floors high. I then looked up at the sign that was glowing in bright neon colors. It read: Comfort Inn.

"The name sounds cozy" I said with a small laugh. Chrissy nodded in agreement.

We walked through the lobby doors that automatically slid open once you approached them. They were glassy with rose bud designs engraved into the glass. A huge water fountain was in the middle surrounded by a Persian rug underneath of it.

The floors were marble and the the furniture looked old fashioned but it was classy and elegant.

"Who the hell chose this place?"

"Your manager. He thought you needed a kind of, peaceful hotel. Without the noise and such"

"I see. Well...I love it! I feel like I'll be able to focus and rehearse more"

I smiled brightly. My face was lit like the glass chandelier that was hanging over the water fountain. As Chrissy and my manager got us checked in, I plopped down onto the couch. It was so soft. I wanted to close my eyes again but decided to stay awake. When I looked over, I saw him. He was sitting across from me on another couch. I quickly sat up and finally I broke.

"What the hell do you want from me?" I yelled at him. He just gave me a look and was puzzled by me yelling at him. I realized this wasn't a dream. Everyone in the lobby stopped what they were doing and stared at me.

"I uh..." I began to stutter.

"And your problem is?" He asked.

"Sorry...I thought you were someone else" I said as I walked away. That guy really looked like him, at least I thought he did. I felt like I was losing my mind over him. All I do is think about The Weeknd and everytime I close my eyes, he's there. I just need to see him once.