I walked in the rain hoping for a hotel or something near by were I could sleep. I found a nice cheap small looking hotel. I walk in the front door.
"Hello, are you okay?? Do you need to use the phone??! Can I help you in any way??" The front desk lady looked at my bruises and frowned.
"How much in a room for one night? I fine I don't need to use the phone," I say. I only had a little bit of money I who knew when I could get a job.
"$50 per night," the lady said.
"Okay here's $50," i handed her the money.
"Okay just a second I just need to get you a key." She said. She handing me the key.
"Third floor and to your right miss," she said.
I walk to the stairs and find the third floor, I was so tired but it was only 8:00 pm. I guess I was just a bit tired from walking. Mo find my room. Number 13, I unlocked it and it was a small room with a Murphy bed, bathroom, and a fridge. For today this was my new home.
I pulled down the bed and climbed in not worrying about changing in to pjs. Just as I was falling asleep I hear some one knocking on my door. I get up and look to see who it was.
"Hello, anyone in there??" A guy yelled. " really need some help."
I opened the door and asked what he wanted.
"I was just wondering if I could come in for a little while, because some creepy guys where following my and I just wanted to get away from them." He said. He did look fluster.
What the hell, I let him in. What's the worst that could happen?
"Yeah sure come in," I say.
He was in. I lock the door to the hotel room and make some coffee. I was busy making coffee that I didn't see him creep up behind me.
"Why do you have all these bruises and cuts?" He asks.
I jumped not knowing he was behind me.
"Oh nothing," I says avoiding the topic.
"Your very pretty," he says while he brush some hair behind my ear. I felt uncomfortable around this guy now.
"What are you doing???!" I ask.
"You really think that I had guys following me?? I was really following you, your so pretty." He laughs. He moves closer to me and starts to kiss my neck.
"Stop!! Don't!!!" I say. But he keeps doing it. He kisses my kiss ruffly, and he starts to undress me, I try to stop him but he's to powerful. Tears roll down my eyes.
"Don't cry pretty girl," he whispers in my ears. Then I lift my knee to sack him. And I do very hard. He doubles over in pain I take my chance to run.
I open the door and take the a stairs because it would be faster. I run outside but just as I was running I go around the corner and run into someone. With the force I fall and my head his the ground hard. And I black out.
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Teen Fiction*・゜゚・*There one was a Italian painter named Carlotti, and he defined beauty. He said it was the summation of the parts working together in such a way that nothing need to be added, taken away or altered.*・゜゚・*