Asylum»Peterick

12//Hotel Rooms With the Smell of Decay

Pete and I got to the hotel after a day or so of traveling in my car.

I thought it'd be a perfect hotel to stay in; I didn't have that much money and when Pete got to the asylum, he was stripped bare of any kind of dollar he had. Turns out, yeah the hotel was "okay" and pretty cheap, but it was slightly shady and the staff looked like they had some major plastic surgery done to their face to be smiling so abnormally like they were. To be honest, they all scared the living shit out of me. Pete looked like he was gonna stab anyone if they came too close, plus he was tired so he was willing to take that chance.

The hotel had siding wilting off of its walls, the windows were faded from either the sun or not cleaning them enough and were keeping the rooms concealed by paper curtains that had blood on them? Probably is, but I could care less at this point.

"Wow Patrick, nice place, are you friends with a murderer or something?" Pete asked sarcastically.

"I thought I was, but I proved you innocent." I told him, opening the front door to the hotel, releasing a smell of acid and cocaine.

"Wow, out did yourself this time, didn't ya?" Pete said, surprised.

"Oh can you just shut up?" I shot back quietly.

"Sorry."

I shook my head and went to the front desk, which was a light brown almost falling apart thing.

"Good afternoon!" The desk lady greeted, plastering a huge fake smile across her face. Her name tag said Demi, but she looked more like a depressed lesbian.

"Hey, can I get a room?" I asked.

"Well I' assuming that's why you came to me." She replied, her smile instantly going back into a frown.

"I could just leave." I retorted, putting my hands on the tallish desk.

"Okay, two beds?" She asked, noticing Pete standing behind me, glaring at the lady.

"Yeah." I answered, trying not to raise any suspicions.

***

Pete and I were cursed with the top floor and the very last room in the very last hall, which so happened to smell like decay.

"Fuck her." Pete grumbled.

"Fuck me." I retorted.

Pete smirked and pulled down the sweat pants.

***

When we were done, we were laying on the opposite bed and were gazing into each other's eyes.

Pete was honestly the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Someday I'm going to marry him, but not yet. It's too hectic.

"I love you." He mumbled.

"I love you more." I told him.

He kissed my nose and rolled over, pulling on the drawer on the small bedside table, then closing it.

"Are you hiding something?" I asked him.

"No, the bible is my ultimate kink, and you know, sometimes people put bibles in these drawers. I wanted to jerk off into one." He answered, shrugging.

"Well, I wish you all the best luck for you and your cum filled bibles." I laughed, resting my head on his shoulder.

***

We were asleep, arms and legs tangled, and hair intwining.

The night was bright, there was light from the moon flooding into our room, taking a peak at my face.

Pete let go of me and got up, walking to the bathroom.

I sighed and rolled over, letting the moon blind me.

I heard a series of clangs on the bathroom floor, but I didn't think much of it.

I trusted Pete with my life, I highly doubt that he would try to hurt me, because I did everything I could to get him out of the asylum. He must like me enough to sleep with me, unless he isn't what he says he is.

"I'm sorry Patrick." Pete yelled running out of the bathroom, holding a silver item.

"What are you do-" Is all I could shriek before the silver item entered my chest, causing blood to cleanly exit my body.

I could feel my soul leave my body, for I started to see my body from a bird's eye view.

Pete was repeatedly stabbing my chest in multiple spots, screaming, "I fooled you! You must have thought I really liked you, well you know what?! I don't! I- used- you- pathetic- human- to get me out of the asylum! Trust me, I am the murderer everyone claimed me as!" As he stabbed my lifeless body.

I floated up, until I could no longer see the earth. But instead, a dark room, where a voice greeted me.

"Welcome, enjoy your stay, you will be here until even eternity dies." It echoed.

And with that, I was placed gently on a bed made out of
cement, where all of my memories were drowning me. My regrets,

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(A/N: there's the end for ya lmao. No sequel, hope you liked it, don't hate me for doing this to you. Byeeee.
Also I got a cat and I lOVE HER
okay have a fun life lmao.)