I was back on my floor and decided to call Donovan.
He picked up almost instantly. "What?" He asked, but he didn't sound angry or anything.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"I was gonna ask you that. Do you know what is going on with Elizabeth!" He asked, irritated.
"No! I was gonna ask you that! I was just up in the apartment looking for you." I said but didn't mention what I witnessed.
"Well, where are you now?" He asked quickly.
"My floor." I answered.
"Come to the bar." He said and hung up.
I went there as quickly as possible and saw him walking up and down.
"Donovan!" I shouted, and his head snapped up to look at me.
"Y/n!" He shouted back and actually came over to hug me. "I thought you were the last." He said and sounded like he was about to cry.
"The last?" I asked, confused.
"I thought what we had was special. I love her. But now that guy's here!" He said, and I understood.
"I'm sure she loves you too! I mean, she made you." I said and tried to forget what I saw.
"What am I going to do now?" He asked and sounded so hopeless it made my heart sink.
"What do you mean?" I asked slowly.
"Oh, come on. You were in the apartment." He said.
"I didn't see you." I said quietly.
"I heard the elevator ding and wanted to see who it was. That's when I saw." He explained and hugged me again.
"Donovan, I'm so sorry." I said and meant it.
"It's not that. She turned him!" He yelled, and my heart sank.
"What?" I asked. "No. Why would she do that?" I asked and my heart felt tight. "She has you. And me!" I felt jealous and confused.
"Well. Seems like we're not enough." He sniffed. "Maybe seeing you with James made her want anotherone just for herself. You probably hurt her pride." He said and hugged me.
I hated what he said but he was probably right. Elizabeth seemed like the kind of person to do that.
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James Patrick March x reader
FanfictionI do not own any of the characters. you enter the hotel Cortez and end up head over heels for its murderous hotelier.
