The Game

Chapter 52

Serena

I don't need him or anyone else. I can take care of myself. I will never see any of those people ever again. I'll go somewhere far away, they will never see me again. And people say friends and family are everything, they will always be there no matter what. Yeah, right.
I know this little hotel, I will just stay there. I can't call Jennifer or Bridget, and Stefan is out of town. They are basically my only friends or were my only friends. So much for being the popular girl.

"Can I have a room for 3 days?" I say and look at the receptionist. I start out with 3 days and see if I can find anything else. The lady writes down my name and I hand her my card. She swipes in the card machine and it makes a weird sound.
"I'm sorry, it just got rejected.." The lady says and looks at me.
"What? It must be a mistake, try again." I say and look at it closely. It makes the same sound.
"Rejected.." She says and hands me the card. "I'm sorry miss." She says and I just look at my card. I know it has money on it. I used it this morning.
"I'll be back, I'll just call the bank." I say and walk out the hotel. I find the number to my bank and call them.
"Yeah hi, my card just got rejected?" I say and the bankman asks for personal information and I give it to him. After a few seconds he's back.
"Yes, I see that your dad has frozen your account." The man says. He has what? God no!
"Is there anything you can do to open it again?" I say and start to panick.
"Not without your father's consent." He says. This is just freaking great.
"Alright, thank you." I say and hang up. What the hell am I going to do now? I only have 50 bucks on me. Oh god. How the hell could he do that! Where the hell am I supposed to sleep now. I can't even think of anyone to call. Or wait.. Maybe Mason will let me stay at his place. I mean, I know it's a little weird, but he can't say no, can he? I still have his number, I find him in the contact list and call him.

"Hallo?" He says. I don't hope he's mad over the other day.
"Mason? Hi.. it's Serena." I say. I am really desperate right now.
"What's up?" He asks. He sounds bewildered, probably confused over my call.
"Look I know this is totally weird and a lot to ask, but.. can I stay at your house tonight?" I say. This feels humiliating. He doesn't say anything. God I shouldn't have called him.
"Just for tonight, I promise I leave tomorrow." I say. He still doesn't say anything. I look at the screen, has he hung up? No, still there.
"Hmm.. Rachel is here and she's going to stay the night." He says after a while.
"Oh... okay.." I say. So now Rachel is more important? She has a freaking place to stay. I can hear her voice in the back.
"I'm sorry that I bothered you." I say and can't help to sound pissed. I really thought he would help me.
"I'm sorry, you can sta-" He is about to say something but I hang up. This isn't good, this isn't good at all. Is this what it feels like to be homeless? Having nowhere to go. It's almost 9 and it's getting dark. And I still haven't eaten anything. I only have 50 bucks, I have to spend it wisely. I walk over to the beach, far away from where people are usually hanging out. If I can find a blanket or something I can just sleep here. It's warm, it will be alright- I hope. I sit on a bench looking out the ocean. The sun has set and it's so quiet. I am the only one here. I can hear myself breathing and the waves. Every store is closed by now and the closest restaurant or Mcdonald's is at least 5 miles from here. I just have to sleep hungry tonight.

And Neal won't stop calling me. I ignored all his calls. I am not in the mood to talk with anyone, and especially not him. I feel the lump coming once again. Third time today. That must be a record. I am sitting at the beach with nothing and no one. I will not go back home and beg my dad to let me stay, that will happen over my dead body. I don't want to ever see him again. I know I screwed up big time, but throwing me out like that? And then take all my money. Or his money, but I'm his daughter. How can he be so cold? How could he look right through me at home. This is so messed up. And now I am crying again. Great.

My phone beeps, I got a text from someone.

What do you need to talk about? - Dean/the cop at the station.