Too Powerful? [COMPLETED!]

31- The Trail

Alex:

I blinked, my eyes slowly adjusting to the soft glow coming from the drawn-open windows. Quietly, I sat up on the bed. My brain, despite still being groggy, was alert, and I found myself thinking that something was different. I scrunched my face up, trying to remember what had changed. What had happened.

A sudden snore startled me, and I turned my face towards the source. Scott was still sleeping soundly, covered with thick white blankets up to his chest. I stared at him, my brain still not computing why he was beside me. He turned then, his back towards me, and the slip of the blankets revealed his tan, smooth skin.

Memories of last night came flooding through my mind.

The trail of kisses. 

The whispered words.

The embraces.

I inhaled a sudden breath of air, not sure what to think. It was as if I had just awoken from a hangover; I suddenly felt lightheaded, woozy. Did I really sleep with Scott? But then... why were the curtains open? With a start, I realized what was out of place. The curtains. Although I did not remember shutting them, there was absolutely no way I could have left them open while... doing it.

My face suddenly burned with embarrassment. Truthfully, I couldn't understand why I was feeling this way. Most people would be happy... ecstatic, even, if they had... did it with their boyfriends! And Scott was more than just my boyfriend, he was my everything. I loved him, and he wanted to marry me! So why do I feel so... empty?

Does it mean that I don't love Scott after all? 

My head pounding, I silently got up. I needed to clear my thoughts, think things over, so I decided to go for a morning run. Alone. The blanket slithered off me, revealing my bare skin, and I shivered unconsciously. Hastily grabbing a shirt from my open luggage. Seriously, how could I have... exposed myself completely to somebody last night? What was I thinking?

My heart still cringing in embarrassment, I quietly shut the door behind me, only wearing my trainers in the hotel corridor whilst waiting for the lift. I couldn't risk waking up Scott, and I really didn't feel like facing him... especially after last night. At least, not until I had sorted my thoughts out.

As I stepped out into the hotel lobby, I realized how early I had awoken. The lobby was empty, save for two receptionists who greeted me heartily, despite looking bleary and dead-panned. I flashed them a quick smile, making my way towards the jogging trail. It started behind the hotel, running through a small patch of pine-covered land, around the hotel gardens, before returning back to the hotel lobby. The trail looked deserted, the day was still dark, and, plugging my iPod into my ears, I broke into a small jog.

At first I concentrated on my rhythm, the sound of my breathing. The loud music playing was like a background noise; I didn't really pay attention to it. Soon, the adrenaline coursing through my veins and the steady pumping of my heart relaxed me, taking me back in time. I had been a pretty decent runner back in school, but I hadn't been practicing ever since... Well. You know. I was approaching the stretch of forest-like area, and, to be honest, I was a little bit worried. The tall trees filtered whatever little light that was present, making it even more dark than it already was. Nobody knew I was here. I slowed down a little, wondering if I should continue.

You know my motivation, been to every nation,

Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude,

But tonight I'm lovin' you....

Scott.

Darn it, I was here to sort my thoughts out, I chastened myself. I increased my pace, my fingers on my Shuffle's control, changing the song. As much as I loved Enrique, he wasn't helping now.