BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 32. Edited.

"You are so pale, you need to tan," she said and poured suntan cream all over my legs. It felt sticky and I immediately began to sweat.

"This works so fast!" She exclaimed. "I like your skin, it's really helpful. Take this, my present for you... it's the best suntan of the world, use it when you are exposed to the sunlight."

"Thank you," I said and put it into my purse.

Alexa brought me coconut lemonade and some cocktails for her and Pixie.

There were some people at the pool too, some swimming and others tanning like us. That cream was so good, I felt tanned so quickly and I found my legs prettier with this new skin color.

I wondered for a long time where the heck was Harry but I didn't want to ask about it, maybe they thought I was desperate to find him because I didn't like them and actually they were so cool and nice.

"We left the room open!" Alexa yelled.

"Oh, my god!" Pixie stood up and Alexa too. "Let's go Linda,"

Without even asking if I wanted to go they grabbed my hands and made me stand up. We arrived to their room and it was closed.

"Oh I was wrong," Alexa shrugged.

Every single second I was getting more convinced that they were doing drugs.

"Well I'm getting bored of the pool..." Pixie mouthed.

They entered to the room and there was a big box on one of the beds. It was large but thin, there was a bag on the floor with something inside and some others all around the box on the bed.

"I need to fill up my car with gasoline,"

"Yes, let's go,"

I followed them out the room because I wasn't going to stay all alone in a hotel room doing nothing but breathing. They took the larger box and the bags with them.

Why? We drove a little path to a gas station, there was Harry's car. Thanks to god. It wasn't that bad to be with them but they were just so weird... weed isn't good girls.
Meanwhile they filled their car I went to check if Harry was in the car, why was he even here by the way?

No, I was wrong he wasn't... his car was there but he wasn't inside it or somewhere near that gas station.

"Linda!" Pixie called me.

"What?" I turned around and walked to her.

"Harry had a little problem..." she seemed worried.

"What happened?" I asked her, even more worried.

"He felt so sick and he had to go to his hotel."

He was so good today, maybe the flu was back.

"What happened? Is he okay?" I asked.

And I was stressed too, why didn't he call me but he did call this girl? I was there with him not with them and he just left me here. Pixie and I went to the hotel. Sick or not, I was upset.

And why did he leave his car here? How did he go? This didn't make sense at all.

"Yes, just some flu," she explained. "He asked me to give you his keys for you to go to the hotel in his car. These bags are his so please take them with you." She tossed the bags on my feet.

"Nice to meet you," Alexa mouthed and hugged me. "You are so nice." she smiled.

I said goodbye and climbed in the car, placed the box and the bags on the passenger's seat. This was just frustrating; I didn't understand anything about what was going on. When I started the car I remembered I didn't know how to get back the hotel so I learnt in two minutes how to use the GPS of my phone.