The Hotel Called Bloody Crown (rewriting)

Chapter two: The Trip to Los Angeles

Chapter two: The Trip to Los Angeles

Lindsey's POV

"Hurry, we're going to be late again," I heard her yelling once again impatiently from our mother's car as I tried my damn best to lock the door in front of me. With her hurrying me up every two seconds, I was not making any progress.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," I commented through my teeth as they bit the handle of my purse. My right hand was shaking as I tried to put the key back in the keyhole. Because of the weight on my back and in another hand, I was barely standing on my feet. I was holding near twenty kilograms of baggage. Finally, I thought as I detected the silent "click" of the door.

"Jace is so waiting for us," I carried the weight to the car, trying so hard not to start an argument with my sister before even exiting our yard. Eyeing my sister whose legs were resting on the coffee holder as she texted without even bothering to offer a hand, irritation knitted my brows together. I lifted the baggage and placed it in a trunk as I heard her giggle somewhere in front. Apparently texting her stupid friends, I thought as I yawned in annoyance. I didn't care if she was only three years younger, she needed to help me out at least with her stuff. But, no, of course not. Wow, this trip started delightfully, I sighed as I opened the driver's door and hopped in. I just needed this car to break in the middle of the forest or something, my sarcasm kicked in, but the engine started with no problems after I turned the key.

"Here we go," I announced, hoping she didn't forget something again because my nerves were already on the verge of a disaster. Keep calm, this was why you needed this trip, I told myself.

I remembered my mother's voice saying to me, "This way you may teach Jessica responsibility and this was a great chance to bond and share interests." Yeah, right, we were so going to bond if my boyfriend came along, the corner of my lips stretched into a grin.

"Why are you smiling like that?" I turned my head for a moment from the road, only to notice her staring at me with an eyebrow raised. Her hair tied in a messy ponytail danced together with the wind as her deep green eyes stared into my blue ones. One hand was resting on an opened window and another was still placed on the phone's screen.

"Excitement, it's excitement, Jess. This is our first trip without our parents," knowing how unconvincing my smile was, I just shrugged my shoulders and returned the eyes on the road. But still, I could feel her eyes on me.

"Yeah, you, me and Jace. I don't see a huge difference. Guess who is the third wheel here?" she grimaced, placing her phone on the counter in front. She leaned back in the seat and watched my reaction.

"I believed you and Jace were in good terms. You always liked the fact he was my boyfriend, what now?" my lips tightened as I returned the same grimace at her.

"Yeah, Jace is a surprisingly cool guy and you know that I admire him and support you two, but this way I will be left out. As usual," I caught her rolling her eyes at the last sentence as she pretended her attention was distracted by a girl jogging next to us. I didn't understand what was stopping me to hit the breaks and to throw her out of the car, but damn, that force was especially strong right now.

"Jess, for world's sake, just understand once. This is the last time we are able to see each other and spend our time together. I won't see you for a whole year once this summer ends. You know that Jace and I are moving away to New York City because we got scholarships for the college of our dreams. And to be honest, I won't allow your selfishness to stop me from going," she stared at me blankly, her hands clenched in her lap.

"And please, I want to stay in your memory as a good person and sister, so please, shut up and enjoy with us," speaking through clenched teeth, my fingers gripped the steering wheel to the point marks stayed indented on the leather once I changed the position. The totally stress-free trip, totally, mom, I regretted my decision even more. Why was I even trying? I wished I had just locked her inside the house and ran for it.

"I know that it's not like mom and dad haven't told me that at least twenty times. And I understand that Jace is coming to help us out to find the place to stay and keep us out of the trouble, but I just can't get how you're planning to bond with me when you will spend all time with Jace."

"It's Los Angeles we are talking about. There are many people. You can meet someone and bring your friend with us. Despite that, we will share a room and we will do all activities together, so I do not see the problem. You can't possibly be left out. If you don't want that."

"I do not and you know that."

My eyes stared at her for few seconds, at her stiff expression, never understanding why it was always hard for her to find friends. I had never had that problem because when you had good grades, good figure and the captain of the football team as your boyfriend, people noticed you. I was always considered to be „popular" without even trying, but Jessica wasn't like me. She was rather a silent, rebellious type that would sit alone at the table and tweet about the newest gossip or sit with her so-called friends who only cared about parties and fun. Sometimes, I thought they only talked with her because her sister was one of the greatest and the most trusted persons who went to famous Brighton High School.

"Of course, I do. But I keep telling you, sometimes, you need to let your guard down and let people into your life," this time, my eyes didn't meet hers as I bit my lower lip at a thought of leaving her and everything behind for a sake of achieving my goal. But I had already made my mind.

"People can't be trusted," she replied shortly before turning her head once we passed by the main gate of Jace's house. I couldn't argue with that one.

Having a father who owned the two largest companies in America and the mother who traveled every week to another part of the world for a political meeting, made Jace's wishes come true in a second. Only thanks to his older brother he didn't become a spoiled brat with a big ego. But two years ago, he stopped asking for things because as he said to me that day, he found something more valuable than anything in this world. He found me.

"Fifteen minutes. Not bad, not bad at all," the first thing I saw was his warm smile stretching across his smooth face as he checked the time on his clock. Once he lifted his gaze from the clock on his wrist, his eyes, oh, those dark brown eyes filled with infinity, looked at me with a passion that nobody else could provide. Even if I could stare at his figure all day, I got out of the car and walk towards him. After Jessica greeted him with a weird secret handshake and simple "What's up?" I pulled him into a hug. His warm body was enough to make my heart experience a rollercoaster ride and just feeling his arms around me, made me think that everything was possible in this world.

"You haven't combed your hair...again," I could feel his breath chilling my neck as he rolled his eyes few inches away from me.

"Please don't," he chuckled as I went through his soft, black hair, pulling it back from his forehead. Before pulling back away from him, I placed a soft kiss on his forehead, barely reaching it even if I stood on my toes.

"Huh, I guess, this is it. Time for the last party of this summer," his hand grabbed his bag as we exchanged places in the car.

"Yeah, but not the last in our life," I looked both at him and Jessica. Jace gave me a warm smile and started the engine, as Jessica nodded while biting her lower lip. No, this was only the beginning, I sounded determined as I leaned back and put my sunglasses on.

"Next stop, Los Angeles, ladies," Jace announced as we drove off his property. He would enter maybe one more time in his house before moving away with me and I couldn't ask myself if he was going to miss it. Even after saying I was his everything, I wasn't sure how a person could get rid of so many things to be with somebody. But you were doing the same, weren't you? my mind asked me. You were leaving everything behind, too. Just to follow your goals.

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