Light *on hold*

Light 3

"Hello, welcome to the Renaissance hotel. How may I help you today?"

Yes, I went to a hotel. I don't really know anyone here to be friends with but oh well.

"Yes, do you have any rooms available for three days?" Three days was all I needed. I'm gonna try and contact my other family down in my hometown.

I'm originally from West Palm Beach, Florida but I'm currently in Missouri. I studied at Lindenwood University but you know how that turned out.

"Let me check and see for you miss." After the woman told me which room is available she handed me the key and I went to the elevator.

I found my room and went inside.

Shutting the door I made my way straight to the bed.

The room is very beautiful might I add. The carpet is a soft blue and the walls are white with dark end tables. The tv is put up against the wall.

The bathroom has a vanity mirror and a walk in shower. This shit is nice!

Dayummmm ok Renaissance.

Anyways I need to bathe. I smell like Max. Nasty little fat shaming, small dick, limp body ass bitch.

Anyways I take off my clothes and hop into the shower. I don't even want to think about what happened tonight. His true colors came out and showed me an ugly painting that I should've seen a long time ago.

I should've noticed the signs but I was so stupid. Here I am thinking he wants to take care of me all of his life when he really just wants a dumb woman following him around like a little dog.

He persuaded me to quit college and I am so stupid for making him get through to me.

Then there were nights that he would come home at 1 am or 2 am telling me it was a guys night out. I never even met his- oh wow. If I don't meet the friends then that's bad. I wasn't shit to him if he doesn't introduce me to his friends.

Oh and don't even remind me about him talking about my body when he was the first man to ever touch me. That's right... years of bad sex. The first night was horrible. He was so ugly with his faces and his groans. He didn't know where the opening was so I had to show him. Then when he would try to grope my boobs he would do it to hard. Like, Max really?

Damn Avi. You really know how to pick 'em.

It sucks that I spent about 6 years with him. Now I'm 23, jobless, and hopefully fucking divorced.

Speaking of jobs let me get out of this shower and look some up.

Drying myself off and putting on a robe in the bathroom I walked over to where my phone was and looked up some jobs near where I was. I also need to get another place since I have some of Max's money. He keeps one duffle bag of cash in his cars. Dumb and smart in some ways.

Dumb in this situation though because I have the cash now.

All I have to do is rent an apartment.

Later on into the night I found a job at a daycare as a receptionist or whatever they call it at the front desk and then with the extra money in the duffle bag I could go a long way.

All of the bills are $100 packed in 100. That's basically I believe a million in the bag.

So tomorrow's plan is to go apartment and job hunting.

Closing my phone and putting it on the end table I wrap myself in the blanket and fall asleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~NEXT DAY~~~~~~~~~~~~