Unspoken Unbroken

The truth

"god, why does he think he even is" i mumble to myself being furious whit kaine.
"me, annoying?" i go on with my rant "he's the one being annoying".

i'm so mad right now, that i don't even bother to grab my helmet even tho i know i probably should.

"I hate him" i say to myself.

i start the motor and drive away from the restaurant. I really feel bad for the restaurant, i mean they are probably preparing a salad for no one right now. I really can't bother to turn around right now tho, because i don't want to see that asshole.

i speed up, and i feel the wind brushing against my face. 

God, i love riding any type of vehicle really. mostly my car, because no matter what weather it is, it still feels magical.

the rays of sunlight feel warmer, and the sound of the rain pouring on top of the roof sounds more comforting. 

speaking of rain, i can feel small droplets on my face. before i know it, the drizzle turns into heavy rain. i'm so glad i stored my bags and everything under my seat, because i would hate for it to become wet.

i make a few turns and after a while i arrive at the hotel, completely soaked. 

Again. 

I hate Kaine, i hate him so fucking much.

why can't i stop thinking of him, why is he the only thing i can think about right now. I don't want to think about him. i hate him, right.

"God, now i'm doubting my feelings for that asshole. Great" i mumble to myself walking into the hotel.

"Hello, madam. How was your day?" The lady behind the desks asks me whit a smile. 

i open my mouth to tell her how great my day, but i stop my self in the process. "Actually, it started out great, but i'm really not enjoying it right now" i tell her honestly.

"that's not nice to hear"she says. 

"no, but whatever. Shit happens right. How has your day been?" i ask her in return.

"it was fine, thank you for asking. what is your room number?" the lady says looking surprised that i even asked how her day was. i mean it's not that weird right to ask it back, or am i crazy.

"ehm god, i believe that it's 307" i say unsure.

" i can check it for you if you want" she says and i give her a nod in response. "on what name it the hotel booked?" "Kaine Williams" i sigh. 

"307 indeed, here's your room key. I hope you have a pleasant evening" she hands me the key and i take it from her.

"have a good night" i yell to her walking towards the elevator.

the light on the elevator shows the number 13, great.

i don't want to wait to long tho, so i guess i'll take the stairs.

i push against the door but it wont budge, "goddammit" i grunge.

big red words spelling 'pull' come into my sight. fuck i just pushed a pull door.

i walk into the hallway and begin on these long flight of stairs.

I arrive at the 4th floor completely out of breath and all sweaty. A squeaky door scares the living soul out of me, quickly i wipe a strand of hair out of my face to make my appearance look a little bit decent.

"Hello" i say holding in my breath as an old man walks past me also greeting me.

i stumble into the hall trying to find my own room. when i'm sure that the man is out of sight i release my breath. i fumble with the keys of the room even tho there is only one key on the key chain. "god, why can't i do the most simple tasks" i mumble angry.