Five Star Hotel

9. Toilets

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Dante casually walked away as if nothing happened. He didn't say anything to me, he didn't look at me, once again he did nothing but walk away. This dude really needed to learn what the whole concept of goodbye meant and apply it to the real world.

My hands began to tremble I was so angry. His reaction after witnessing an assault, choking the beast, threatening him, and then realizing that he knew him was to walk away with out a word. I was ready to slap some sense into the thick skull of his.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I yelled after him. It was a real question that I wanted real answers to. I followed him into the lobby and eventually Dante stopped but didn't turn around.

"I'm sorry, did you want me to let him rape you?"

It a lot of self control to not punch him in the crotch for what he just said. "That's not what I'm talking about and you know it. Stop acting like- like an imbecile!"

"An imbecile?" He questioned, still not facing me.

"You know, stupid, dense, an idiot."

"I know what imbecile means, Skyla." His tone had changed, it was... scary. "I am not stupid, dense, or an idiot."

"Maybe not, but your acting like one. I need answers, Dante. Who are you, what the f@ck was that?" I was going to get my answers one way or another. I'd annoy them out of him or seduce them out of him... I probably couldn't use fear, he didn't seem scared of anyone.

"This isn't the place, Skyla." Finally, finally he turned around!

"This is not the place? Why is that, Dante? Embarrassed to be getting yelled at by a girl. Am I hurting your big fat manly ego? That's fine. We'll just go somewhere else." I grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into the ladies room. I wish I could say I forced him into the ladies room, but he came willingly. I wasn't strong enough to force him anywhere. He probably realized it was best if he just cooperated.

Dante leaned against one of the sinks with his arms crossed. I stood in front of him and gave him the best evil look I could manage. "What?" He asked, looking me right in the eyes. I guess my evil look was a total flop because he seemed unfazed by it.

"I'm mad. I'm really, really mad. Don't tempt me." I had clenched my hands into fists. As much as I wanted to hit him, I didn't want to hit him. He probably wouldn't even let me hit him.

"Hey," He held his hands up as an act of surrender. "You're the one who wanted to talk. I'm here to listen."

"You came to my room yesterday for sex."

"I know."

The more he spoke, the more the wanted to shove his pretty face in the toilet. "I'm not your personal whore! Yeah we've done it before, but that doesn't mean anything. You can't just come to me for sex!"

"I know." He said again.

"Do you realize how much my back hurts right now? You weigh as much as a freaking bulldozer, but I let you sleep on me. I froze my ass off for you. I could've woken you up and kicked you out, but I didn't. All for what? So you could leave before I even woke up? So you could ignore me?"

The son of a b!tch nodded his head.

So I continued. "You almost choked my ex boyfriend, you guys engage in some creepy conversation about blood brothers or whatever the f@ck you were talking about, and then you just walked away from me!"