Chapter 5
Layla's POV
I shook my hips as I walked around room 709 cleaning as I sang and danced to the song on my ipod called 'Maniac' by Girlicious with the door opened, the only way I tolerated this job. No ones really complained yet since I don't sing too loudly and my boss knows this is the best way that i work.
(Song on the side, hope it works)
"Lock me up, lock me up, lock me up up up
Lock me up, lock me up, lock me up up up
I got a love disorder sick from paranoia
Cause my hearts been broken before ya
I need some anesthetic cause I start to panic
When the feelings get too familiar
And then I get that itch and my eyes begin to twitch
Dr. Jekyll Mrs. Hyde
Someone is taking over
The walls are shaking and I'm paranoid
Can someone stop the noise in my head
Wow-Oh-Wow-Oh
The clock is ticking I'm about to crack
Just like a maniac on the eh-edge
No-Oh-Wow-O-Wow-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-O-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-Oh-Wow-Uh-Oh, A Maniac
No-Oh-Wow-O-Wow-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-O-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-Oh-Wow-Uh-Oh, A Maniac
Psycho-logic could be schizophrenic
But all I know is I don't remember
Where they took my feelings, I still mend the whispers
Is it cold cause I got the shivers
Cant feel my finger tips, seeing things that don't exist
Dr. Jekyll Mrs. Hyde
Which one is taking over
The walls are shaking and I'm paranoid
Can someone stop the noise in my head
Wow-Oh-Wow-Oh
The clock is ticking I'm about to crack
Just like a maniac on the eh-eh-eh-edge
No-Oh-Wow-O-Wow-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-O-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-Oh-Wow-Uh-Oh, A Maniac
No-Oh-Wow-O-Wow-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-O-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-Oh-Wow-Uh-Oh, A Maniac
Wah, Wah, Wah, Wah
I need a doctor
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
Ca-Ca-Ca-Crazy
La, La, La, La
There goes the neighborho-uh-od
The neighborho-uh-od
They should
Lock me up, lock me up, lock me up up up (Uhh-oohh)
Lock me up, lock me up, lock me up up up (Ohhhh)
The walls are shaking now I'm paranoid (Para-nooooo-id)
Can someone stop the noise in my head
Wow-Oh-Wow-Oh
The clock is ticking I'm about to crack (About to cra-yak)
Just like a maniac on the eh-edge
No-Oh-Wow-O-Wow-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-O-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-Oh-Wow-Uh-Oh, (Ohhhh-Woow) A Maniac
No-Oh-Wow-O-Wow-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-O-Uh-Oh-Oh-Wow-Oh-Wow-Uh-Oh, (Ohhhh-Woow) A Maniac (A Maniac)
Lock me up, lock me up, lock me up up up
lock me up, lock me up, lock me up up up"
I struck a pose as the song ended, laughing quietly to myself.
"Oh I'll gladly lock you up sweetheart" a rough voice spoke from behind me. I jumped in shock, not having heard or noticed anyone come in as I was cleaning.
I spun around quickly, my eyes wide. I looked at the man standing a few feet away. He had a smirk on his face and his face gave me the creeps. He had a beer gut and a white tank covered in multiple stains and had grey jogging pants.
Opposite to his beer gut, he had strong looking arms that could probably break a glass by simply squeezing it.
He took a step towards me and I instinctively took a step back. As I did, his smirk grew bigger and he once again stepped closer as he said "Where are you going sweetheart? I just want to have a little fun" and laughed another bone chilling laugh.
I took another step back and winced as my back came in contact with the wall. I stuttered out "G-Get away from m-me"
He laughed and said "Now, what would be the fun of that?" And walked closer to me and with every step, my heart beat quicker and I started to panic. My head swiveled from side to side, trying to find a way out of this situation.
Now why the hell hadn't I kept the pocket knife?? If I get out of this, I am so kissing the ground that Sasha walks on.
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