BLOODY MOTEL ( a Bates Motel fanfiction )

CHAPTER 12

Norman was running towards the stairs when he bumped unto Dylan.

"Hey, slow down, kid", Dylan said.

"Sorry", said Norman and he started walking up the stairs.

"Wait, you forgot your-", said Dylan, holding the journal.

"Right", answered Norman, taking the journal and then he hurried up the stairs.

Dylan just shook his head and went to the kitchen where Norma was, speaking to a phone.

"Right, my name is Norma Bates and I own the Bates Motel. Well, yes...", said Norma, talking with someone on the phone. "Well, could you tell him that I called? Thank you" she said and hung up the phone.

"Let me guess, another sucker who won't negotiate with you", Dylan said to Norma.

"I don't get it. What's wrong with my business?", said Norma.

"Besides all the murder that happened here?", asked Dylan, sarcastically.

"Oh, shut up".

"Look, Norma. You don't need them, okay. Just do the advertising stuff", said Dylan.

"That's what I've been doing and our business is still falling out", answered Norma. Then she suddenly thought of something. "What if you lend me some money?" she asked Dylan.

"Sure. But I don't think it's enough to cover your plan to the motel"

"Well, you can ask for an advance at your job"

"That's not how it works there, Norma. It's complicated", said Dylan and Norma just sighed.

Just then, Faye came in. "Hi, Mrs. Bates", she greet Norma. "I just need to get something from my room".

"Yes. Go ahead, dear", answered Norma and Faye went upstairs.

"My room?", asked Dylan, surprised. "Is she living here?"

"Yeah, she needs a place to stay and she's been a real help in the motel this past few weeks. So, I helped her", said Norma.

"You can't do that", said Dylan. "You can't just let anyone stay here. You don't know anything about that girl".

"Yes, I do", Norma answered. "She's a poor girl who just wants to get through life"

"Yeah. Well, I don't trust her", said Dylan.

Norma became furious. "Well, this is my house. You got nothing to say about everything that I do in here. And, if your just here to make a fuss about something, but won't help us with our problem, maybe you should just leave", she added.

"Fine", said Dylan, "but, I warned you", and he left.

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