Gunslinger {Under Editing}

Chapter 22

After a few hour's of shopping I decided to head to a cheap motel for the night. Once at the motel I relaxed on the bed in silence. And thought of everything that had happend in the past twenty-four hour's, and everything that was going to happen in the next couple of week's or however long it would take.

I looked back at my bare ring finger and felt my eye's fill with tear's. I got up off the bed and walked over to my bag. Going through the bag I finally found what I was searching for, I pulled it out an walked back over to the bed. I placed my favorite shirt of Zack's on the pillow. Laying back on the bed, I rolled onto my side and snuggling up to the pillow.

I inhaled Zack's scent on the shirt and closed my eyes. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I opened my eyes and angrily swiped at the tear. I glanced at the clock and sighed. I knew I wasn't getting any sleep, unless if I atleast spoke to him. Maybe that would atleast ease some of the pain in my heart tonight. I would deal with the pain I inflict on it tomarrow, well tomarrow.

I picked up the phone in the room and dialed the number burned into my head. The other end of the line was picked up, before the first ring ended.

"Emma?" Zack slurred

I stayed silent and rolled my eyes. Of course he drunk, he alway's drank when he was upset. Oh who am I kidding he alway's drank. But only made himself drunk when he was upset.

"Emma, please! Please baby, please say something. Even if its fuck off Zack" Zack begged.

"Fuck off Zack" I whispered, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"That's my girl" Zack said quietly

I felt my heart start to beat faster at Zack calling me 'his girl'. I mean that had to mean something right? That maybe he still actually cared about me. But somewhere at the back of my brain I knew I would alway's be 'his girl'.

"Baby where are you?" Zack asked

"Zack" I sighed

"Please" he begged "Please Emma"

"Huntington Motel, Room Sixty-Nine" I sighed, giveing in.

Like I said I would deal with the heart ache I inflict on myself tomarrow. I heard Zack mumbling to someone, I figured he was telling that person where I was. I heard some kind of response, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Alright, I'll be there in fifteen" Zack said

"Ok" I said, hanging up the phone

I sighed and looked at the clock. I got up off the bed and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the light and looked into the mirror and had to grimace at myself. I was wreck, my eyes were red and puffy from crying, my hair was a tangled mess, and my make-up was all smeared. Sighing I ran my finger's through my hair, trying to tame my wild mess.

I turned on the cold water on the sink. Cupping my hand's together, I got some water and splashed my face with it. I looked back in the mirror and decided that was the best I could do. There wasn't much I could do about my red puffy eyes. I turned the water off.

I heard a knock on the door. I walked out of the bathroom, turning the light off on the way. I walked over to the door, takeing a deep breath I unlocked the door and opened it slowly. Not seeing Zack or anyone for that matter standing there. I looked around I saw Matt's truck parked right infront of my room, right by my vehcile. Confused I looked around again and saw Zack bending over and talking to someone in a car. I scrunched my eyebrow's together trying to figure out who he was talking to. I heard Zack laugh and watched as he stepped back. I relaxed when I saw Matt and Val in the car. Matt looked over at me and smiled and waved. I gave him a half smile and little wave back.

"Alright, Thanks again guy's" I heard Zack say, to Val and Matt.

"Anytime man" Matt replied

Zack watched as Matt and Val drove off, giveing one last wave to them. I watched as Zack turned and noticed me. He slowly made his was to me. I noticed that he was wearing his glasses, which he knew I found extremely sexy. When he got infront of me, I looked up into his alway's amazing emerald eyes. Although instead of seeing that usual spark I usually see in his eyes. All I saw was pain, sadness, hurt, oh and the same redness mine had from crying.

"Hey" Zack said quietly, rubbing the back of his neck, and looking at the ground.

"Hi" I whispered, swallowing the lump in my throat.

We stood there in doorway saying nothing to eachother. I watched as Zack stared at the ground. His longish hair falling down infront of his eyes. All I wanted to do was reach out and push it back. But I refrained from doing so.

"So Matt's leaveing you his baby?" I asked chuckling, and breaking the silence.

"Yeah well he knew I was to drunk myself to drive and he figured he would still be asleep in the morning" Zack said

"Zack you know your not staying right?" I sighed

"Oh come on Emma. We both know why you called me. We both know you won't be able to sleep without me holding you. Plus we both know that you don't want me to really go" Zack stated quietly, stepping closer to me.

"Zack that's not the point" I sighed

"What is the point?" Zack asked quietly, stepping even closer. He was so close I could smell the liquor on his breath.