Hummingbird

Hotel for dogs

Chandler's POV:
I wake up to the smell of something burning. I jumped out of bed and run to where the smell is coming from. in the kitchen I find Bradley burning toast. I go over to the toaster and pull the bread out of it. It burns my hand so I I through it on the counter.i quickly pick it up again, and Toss it in the garbage. I look at Bradley to find him fanning smoke away from a pan on the stove. I get a pot holder to grab the pan and place in onto an eye that's not on. I ask him why he is up at 5:24am burning good food. his response was that he was trying to cook breakfast for us. I ask why... Bradley then says it was for him to make up with me. I told him " trying to sleep with my girl can't be made up, but slowly forgiven." I grab a piece of bacon that was thankfully not burned. I put it in my mouth and walked off.
Bradley's POV:
I try to do things but all I seem to know how to do is screw things up. all I wanted was simply make breakfast and make things up with chandler. I'm so dumb I can't even make toast. Im hone from base training for a week. getting a hotel room until time to go back might be the best thing right now.making more trouble is what I don't want happening. To help not stir up trouble I pack my bags, leave a not saying where I'm going then I heeded to a hotel. I pull up at the Brady hotel. it is only a few minutes down the street from the house. parked the car got out, grabbed my things, and went inside. at the front desk was a short, skinny, dark red haired, pale teen girl. at the desk it feels like the girls green eyes are staining into my soul. about after maybe 5 Mississippi's she asked "how can I help you"? I ask for a room. after paying for the room she gives me a card (key). I go to my room, open the door and it looks amazing. king size bed, flat screen TV, nice view from the window which has a remote to open the curtains. I walk into the bathroom to find two sinks,toilette, and a shower. not just any shower... a steam shower. no wounded why it cost so much. I walk back into the bedroom and grab the key. I go down stairs to the lobby and ask the lady if they have room service. We have food,cleaning,laundry,and relax time. then she said all I have to do is call *011 on the hotel phone. when she was done talking I walked as fast as I could to my room. when I walked in I looked for the phone. it was beside the bed, on the night stand. I pushed *011 and a women picked up. she asked what was my needs. I told her I wanted the relaxing back rubs they offer. she tell me she would be right up and hung up. a few minutes later there was a knock on the door and then it opened. a big,tall,scary black guy comes in with a cart. "Someone asked for relaxation time" the guy said. "yes..." I answered. then the guy walked out and a girl walked in at the same time."THANK GOD"is what I wanted to say. the girl is tall, pretty, highlighted hair girl. I then relies it is my ex girlfriend Isabella. for short we call her Izzy. At the same time we both asked "what are you doing here"? I told her I was having family trouble, then she said se worked here. she then tells me to remove my shirt and to get on the bed. my response was "what.. lets not go rushing things in". she laughs, playfully hit my chest and says "Noooo... for the relaxation session". I could feel my face getting hot. I took my shirt off and laid on the bed. Izzy then gets on the bed and sits on my butt. she begins rubbing my shoulders. two hours later the timer goes off. we were both asleep in bed together. she gets up quickly and throughs her clothes on. I look at her confused. the memory's of the past hour slowly comes back to me. she was rubbing my back then we were in the mood for something to drink so she pulled out some wine. we drank probably 2 bottles a piece. after that we jumped into the bed kissing and that's all I remember. when izzy was rushing to get ready I grabbed the lotion and oil she used on my back and put it in her cart. when I put the stuff in there I see a box of condoms and about 10 bottles of wine. I confront her about it while she's walking out the door. she said that's how she makes her tips. She also says " most guys come here if they are having relationship problems so she try's to make them cheer up. I respond " you Nasty hor get out of here". "this place ain't nothing but a hotel for dogs". by that I meant low life, cheaters. Izzy says "at least it's fancy". I slam the door in her face. the I start thinking.Then remembered we didn't use a condom. I start to throw things. All the things that I could get are going through my head. I take my phone out of my pocket and call the doctor. I scheduled an appointment at 2:30pm tomorrow. it's just to check and see if I cough something from Isabella.