I never did dislike Damian or Marco but for this one, I honestly did. How can you just leave someone and make them think that you're going to come back?
Rude much?
I'm packing my things and I'm leaving like I said before, I can't just sit here at this hotel forever, and I would like to beat them to the punch and just leave before they kick me out and then I look like the dumb one.
As time went by, I eventually got done packing my clothes, shoes and everything else I needed and put them all in my bags and set them by the door. I already took my shower and eat something before.
I put on my sweater/hoodie and then grabbed my bags, but then hesitating to go out the front door. I thought really hard thinking if I should go out the door.
Oh who cares.
I swung the door open and getting ready to walk out until I saw that guy that always seem to stop by my hotel room and ask for help. His fist was up getting ready to knock, but he froze up when I opened the door.
"Oh hi there, just wanted to check up on you." He said to me and I stood there for a moment, I honestly never knew if he told me his name or not and I was just thinking extremely hard.
"What is your name stalker?" I asked him and he laughed a bit.
"Stalker? What makes you think I'm a stalker?" He asked with a nice smile and I shook my head at bit at him in shame, how can I not think he is a stalker?
"Well, you do stop by and perhaps check on me." I said with a sarcastic tone at the end, he smiled a bit and shook his head back slightly.
Then he walked passed me into my room and laying down on the bed, he grabbed the remote and turn he tv on getting really comfortable.
Maybe to comfortable¿
"What do you think your doing?" I asked. "I'm getting ready to leave from this place." I say to him and he looked a bit confused then worried, he snap his head towards me before he started to talk.
"Why would you want to leave, if I were you.... I would stay put." He says but I kinda want to ignore him but I can't because he's sitting right there in front of me.
"What ever, I'm leaving." I say to him picking up my bags and walking out the door I'm kinda a fast pace, as I walked away I eventually hear his foot steps coming after me.
"Lucy!" He whispered yelled walking after me, but I didn't stop.. Eventually I got to the front of the door/entrance and he grabbed my arm and looked at me. I knew some people we coming in and heard a car pull up so I tried to rush out.
"I have to go before I get in trouble!" I say pulling my arm away from him the best I can. He kept denying it and I started to pull my arm back more aggressively and he let go, letting my elbow hit someone behind me and I heard a groan.
I looked behind me very quickly as I saw the mans head down a bit in pain. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Look at what you made me do!" I said to the helper. "Get in the fuçking car." The man who I hit said, by I kinda recognize his voice .
I instantly drop my bags and tried to run up the stairs but that helper grabbed my arm and I started to hit back before Damian pulled me away from him kinda pissed off.
"Damian?" I say in shock. He didn't answer. "I-I didn't mean to hit you." I explained myself as he kept dragging me to the car. I kept trying to pull away but he had a good grip on me.

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