I cried silently in the back of the cab, the driver drove quietly and seemed uncomfortable with me crying, not that I cared. We pulled up to the hotel, I all but threw the money at the driver, desperate to get into the hotel. My cries not ripping out of my chest as hiccups of panic and sadness. I couldn't think except for one thing. I need to get to my room, NOW. The image of Riker and Alex making out was seared into my eyelids, every time i blinked I relived the moment.
I tried to calm down as I checked in, the front desk guy seemed anxious to get me out of the lobby. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw kind blue eyes that tickled at my memory. For a moment I tried to pursue the thought to the memory but Riker and Alex came crashing down like a brick wall, blocking off any other thoughts.
Since I only had two bag I declined the offer of a bell hop, also I didn't want to be forced into a small elevator with some stranger as I cried. Quickly I made my way to the elevator, anxious to get in and up to my floor quickly so no one could get in the elevator with me.
To my luck I ended up in the elevator alone. I rode in a silence filled with nothing but my occasional histaric outbursts. Finally I got to the 7th floor where my room was and rushed to the end of the hallway, quickly sliding my room key I burst inside and collapsed onto the couch. Sobbing my eyes out into the cushions.
After I cried for six more hours I sat up, all tears gone. I took a peak out my window and saw it was nighttime now, my sides ached from sobbing so violently, my eyes burned and my cheek were plastered with dried tears. "What a looker I must be." I whispered to myself, I stood, stiffly off the couch and walked into the bathroom. I undressed and turned on the shower. Hopping in I stood under the stream of hot water, letting the gentle caress wipe away the physical evidence of my shattered heart.
Long after the water ran cold I stood their, my toes numb and wrinkled. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. I dried and dress before looking at my reflection, eyes slightly red and I looked as if I'd seen a ghost. Sighing I heard my stomach grumble, making me realize I hadn't eaten dinner.
I slipped on some shoes to compliment my outfit, white tank top with red jeans and heels with tassels. You see most people dress to match their mood, I do the opposite. When I'm side I dress brightly and when I'm happy I tend to dress in dull colors. I'm weird I know, with a sharp breath I thought of how that could be why Riker didn't like me anymore. I'm just too weird.... I shook my head and grabbed my wallet and key card before heading down to the hotel restaurant.
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FanfictionWhat every R5 fangirl wishes would happen at an R5 concert, happens to teen Emily. Mush to her own suprise.