I picked myself up from the ground with Alyssa on my arm, and we escaped to the village hoping for somewhere to stay. But we needed to create a persuasive story in order to get a free stay at a B&B or motel.
Shortly after, we finally agreed on a plan. We placed fake frowns on our faces, rubbed mud over our clothes to make it seem like we were malnourished and scampered towards a scruffy, wooden hotel. Stepping inside, we were greeted with a positive smile from the nice woman behind the counter, she was dressed elegantly in a blue waistcoat and a badge that read, "Suzanna."
"Hello!" Suzanna called, happily, "how may I help you on this fine afternoon?"
Alyssa scowled quietly - she finds positive things like that cheesy. We got into character and edged closer to the counter, our frowns clear and vibrant.
"Uhh, my name is... Julien. And this is my significant other, Janet. I was wondering if there was a spare room we could stay in for a week maximum. You see, Janet's parents are incredibly transphobic and Janet is a transwoman. We had to move into my parents house because of this, and my parents are incredibly transphobic too. As you would expect, my parents kicked us out too. We are now homeless, living in the streets. Begging for money. Our dignity gone. You can understand how relieved we were once we found your magnificent village and this hotel." I said, my arm around Alyssa.
Whilst I was speaking, Suzanna released a silent "aw" and grabbed my hand supportively.
"Well, you're in luck! We have a lovely spare room available on the top floor that has not received any bookings! Stay as long as you need." she smiled, handing me a key with the number '13' written inside a keychain.
I kind of feel bad about lying to her, she seemed so sweet! But we did really need a place to stay... or else we'd be locked up again, or worse - dead.
We paced up the stairs, giggling and joking. It was wonderful to finally see Alyssa smile again; everything has been so traumatic recently and she knows I will do all in my power to keep that smile secured upon her gleaming face.
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Psycho In The Bloodstream
FanfictionTEOTFW // James, depressed in his prison cell, wonders what might have happened if he was a psychopath and had actually killed Alyssa. Does he change his mind on the art of murder, or is he still repulsed by it?
