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Here I was, at the motel.
'I shouldn't be here' I thought.
"how can I help you" The blonde receptionist said I looked up at the wall a brass key hangs on a hook.
"room 93 please" I said.
"here you go" The blonde replies sliding the key across the counter creating a rather unpleasant noise, in return I slid the money for the room across to the receptionists.
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"thank you" I thanked walking up to my room, the flickering lights making it hard to see but I had been here so often I could find my way. The room was just as I remember In fact it doesn't seem to have been cleaned since last Saturday when we we're here last, cigarettes and a pair of tube socks were littered through out the room. I looked at the clock on the wall it read 9.30.
"he should be here" I sighed lying down on the nearly broken mattress. I was stupid for thinking he would show up. I leant over to the drawer beside the bed and pulled out the bible I find it ironic, we're sinners but he leaves me poetry in between the pages of the holy book. I pull one out and start to read smiling to myself I'm not supposed to feel this way about him but I do. Last night I had told him to pick between his girlfriend or me, I know it wasn't fair to make him chose but I couldn't go on any longer without knowing his feelings I was crying now it had hit me he wasn't coming.
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When I thought all hope was lost I heard a knock on the door, I got up straight away and ran to the door looking through the peep hole, I regret this as the door swings opens hitting me in the face. I slide down the wall in quite a bit of pain placing my hand to my cheek where the door had hurt the most. I looked up to see the culprit, instantly my heart broke there stands an angry woman with red cheeks and dark chocolate hair trying to come at me behind her stands, him the one I love... Loved? The one I thought felt the same he holds her back but I can still hear her shouting violent profanity's at me I could barley see now partly because of my bruising eye and partly because of the tears. I stood up and ran out the door before I left I stood in the door way for a few seconds.
"I'm sorry" I said my voice cracking sending out more tears. I was sorry because I had ruined her love, I was sorry because of him and I was sorry that I feel in love at all.
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