Terror Nights in L.A

Chapter 2- Know your neighbors

The next day went by pretty easily, I had decided that for the first few weeks there I was going to get to know the city and visit everything and after that was done, I had the plan of starting to look for a job somewhere.

The day was getting to an end, honestly, I didn't do much that day, just went around the streets, analyzing the lifestyle of the society and admiring its costumes.

Passed by a bookstore, I had been looking for a few books that I really wanted to read. You see, I really enjoy psychology and how the human mind works, it has always fascinated me and make learn how to interact with all kind of people.

Nothing really was able to scare me, so it was very easy to gain interest in homicides and the people who committed them, from Ted Bundy to Charles Manson, I had always found what they were able to make some very impressive accomplishments. Not that I positively admire them, I just think that to be like that and gain that courage to answer to their natural instinct asks a lot from a person.

I wasn't able to find anything in the bookstore, it is actually pretty hard to, people are scared of these things and the bookstores try not to have many literatures related to homicides, understandably.

It was getting dark. There was something about the night that made me feel safe, like the moon was there protecting me from the dangers of the world. At night, everyone is their true self, there's no disguise, no mask to hide our darkest form. I find this concept really comforting, to know that what you see at night is the very truth that everyone tries to hide during the day. Don't take me wrong, I also hide a lot under my skin, however, in the dark is like all of it starts crawling under my skin, ready to come out and expose itself to the moonlight. There is some kind of moonlight energy that works like a filter, it's as if you can't lie to the moon. So beautiful, so pure, so magic, so familiar. She is always with you wherever you go, never alone in the dark.

Lost in my thoughts in ended up arriving at the Hotel. As I entered, I saw Samuel Hicks having some kind of misunderstanding with a tall man, all dressed in black. That figure was familiar to me, as I approached the situation, I was able to get to the conclusion that the tall black vulture was after all my not so much friendly neighbor from next door.

I started to listen to their conversation while waiting to talk with Mr. Hicks.

-I understand Mr. Ramirez, however we cannot allow you to play your music that loud, it disturbs the other clients and it not appropriate.

The vulture's fists hit the balcony in protest.

-I don't care, I'm paying my stay so I will listen to whatever I want whenever I desire, I'm I clear? Who complained about my music? I bet it was that new bitch next door, she looks like she would do some stupid thing like that.

As I listened, I couldn't believe what he was saying, he had no common sense at all. I had to intervene.

-Hi! I'm sorry to interrupt, the bitch next door here, listen, I didn't complain about you darling, must have been someone else because I couldn't care less about your music as long as it doesn't interrupt my sleep. So, my advice to you, "Mr. Ramirez", before you start calling bitch to everyone on this hotel maybe try to understand why people are complaining in the first place and maybe, just maybe, you could stop being a pain in everyone's ass.

He looked speechless. Everybody always underestimates me because of my sweet and innocent appearance, so nothing gives me more pleasure than making all those jerks jaws go down. I like it this way, gives me immense pleasure to make a very strong masculine man feel like a little child. Not that all men are like that, but these few whose ego clouds their reality need to meet someone who stands against them just to make sure they calm down a bit.

-Miss. Buckingham, I didn't see you there! I'm sorry about all off this, I'll make sure you are not disturbed again.

-You don't need to worry yourself Mr.Hicks, I'm not mad at anyone, I just really enjoy putting people in their place when its needed. I'm going to my room, I just came by to ask if you could reserve me a table for dinner tonight, just for one.

-Yes of course, I'll be sure to do that. Is there anything else you would like me to do for you?

-No, nothing. Thank you.

I started to direct myself to the hallway, as I passed by, the annoying guy stared at me, as a sign of provocation I looked back at him and said:

-Good night neighbor, take care.

I moved forward, not looking back. He didn't answer me, I knew he wouldn't, I've met people like him before, they believe they are mean and dark but deep inside they are just afraid and insecure of themselves. This type of rude people are just scared puppies once you break them. I decided I was going to take the challenge; I was going to bring out the scared puppy inside my lovely neighbor.

Back in my room, I was getting ready for dinner when I hear a knock on my door. The knock sounded very politely, I right away associated it to the room service. To my surprise, as I opened the door there he was. The tall, dark haired, handsome rude guy next door.

-Join me for dinner. -He says this with a big weird smile and sunglasses on.

First, its weird enough to have this kind of invitation coming from a guy you were arguing a few hours ago but it gets much weirder when he is wearing sunglasses inside doors, and at night.

I was pretty much speechless with what my eyes were seeing. One needs to have some huge impudence to have this kind of attitude.

-I'm sorry, I don't understand...

-There is nothing to understand here, I invited you to dinner with me, are you coming or not?

There he was, being rude again, but deep down I could see that was the only way he knew how to react in this situation. I finally got it. He was nervous! There it was, the insecurity I knew he had. It made me almost feel bad for him.

-Ill dinner with you, - I noticed his eyes gained some kind of life when he heard me saying that. – If you quit being rude to me and everyone around during the hole meal. What do you say, do we have a deal?

-YES, we have.

I could almost sense some kind of enthusiasm coming from him, it was weird, there was always something in him that weirded me out a bit. He had this dark aura around him, I didn't know how to explain that better than this, it was a feeling he passed over without noticing, always dressed in dark tones, not that I didn't find it attractive but in this case, it was something more that I couldn't quite understand myself.

-Right, then please give me 5 minutes so I can change my clothes and then were good to go, okay?

-Okay, ill knock again in 5 minutes then. -He says this while starting to go back to his room.

As I closed the door I had this strange feeling taking over me, I won't say it was excitement, but something of a sort. Maybe deep down I wanted this to happen, who doesn't have a thing for bad boys am I right? I had learned my lesson a few years ago, bad boys are fun until they leave you brokenhearted. I was not going to let that happen this time, now we were going to play this game my way.