Mayhem

Chapter 6

I had been driving for at least two hours now and had just pulled into a creepy looking motel. I couldn't be bothered finding somewhere a little nicer, I started yawning and this was the first one I found. I park the mustang and double check the doors are locked before going inside. There were a couple of drunk guys sanding around the motel entrance. I keep my head down and pull my hood further around my face. 

They hollered and flirted but fortunately, didn't try anything. I cringe at the bell on the door as I walk in. There was a short lady standing behind the desk. She resembled that of a prostitute and had a beer bottle hanging at her lips. "Hey Sweety, you wanna room?" She had a deep West country accent and batted her eyelashes at me. 

I nod my head and pull my wallet out of my pocket and grab cash. "Single bed?" She mumbled, typing away at the computer. I was about to say yes when another voice piped in. "No, we will take a double," Alex says, pausing beside me and sliding a hundred dollar note onto the desk. 

Before I can detest, he grabs the key out of the lady's hand and drags me off down the hallway. "Alex," I begin as we reach the door. I try to wrench my arm out of his grip but couldn't do it. He gets the door unlocked and pulls me inside, slamming and locking the door behind him. 

He drops his single bag onto the floor and turns to me. "Hey," he states slowly. Hey? Is that all you have to say?

"What the fuck?" I glare at him, ripping my arm out of his hand. He rolls his eyes and plops down on the double bed in the center of the room. "We need each other," he mutters with a wink. I shake my head in disgust and cross my arms over my chest. "Ah, no we don't. I thought we already discussed this! I am not going to come with you on your stupid little trip to find Ace's gun." I finally drop my bag and make my way into the small bathroom. 

I splash some water on my face and turn around to see Alex leaning against the door frame watching me. "You want to kill Ace don't you? This is the easiest way to do it without getting yourself killed in the process," he grumbles. I push past him and kneel, unzipping my bag. 

"You need to leave." Is all I reply with. I really don't have the energy to deal with him right now. He simply ignores me and stays positioned in the bathroom doorway. I grab my pajamas out of my bag and walk towards him. He straightens his arm out in front of me so that I couldn't reenter the bathroom. I shrug and walk back to the bed, facing the wall and unbuttoning my blouse.

It's nothing Alex hasn't seen before, much to my dismay. Plus, I really don't care at this point. 

As I was turning my pajama shirt in the right way, I feel Alex come up behind me. He places his hand on my hip and grabs my silk pajama shirt in the other, throwing it across the room. I spin around and glare at him. "What the fuck is your problem?" I demand. He looks me up and down and smirks. "You look good," he murmurs under his breath, stepping forward. 

His touch sent shivers down y spine and as much as it disgusted me, I had butterflies in my stomach. It took me a good minute to actually use my brain. "I have a boyfriend," I mutter, stepping away from him. Within a split second, he had pushed me up against the wall next to the bedside table and held my hands above my head. 

I had to admit that my heart rate picked up just a little bit at our proximity. What the fuck was even happening right now? What was he doing? "Alex, I-" He cuts me off. "Look, Ace will be tracking your every move. He knows you can't have gone far. I know you think you don't need me, but together we have a better chance of both getting caught and killing him." His voice was cold as he spoke. I stayed quiet. He was right. Alex knew Ace better than most so if anybody knew his weakness', it was Alex. Plus, if Ace were to send out that many of his men, I don't know that I would be able to fight them off on my own.

I glance at the floor, avoiding his eyes. "If I let you stay," I begin slowly, finally looking up. His whole face brightens a fraction and his lips pull into that attractive smirk that I knew all too well. "There will be no more secrets. You will be completely fucking honest with me about everything. Alright?" I glare up at him. He nods his head and leans in even closer. "Whatever you say, Sweetheart," he whispers seductively in my ear. My goodness. 

I place my hand on his chest and push him away with as much force as I could muster. Without another word, I cross the room and pick up my pajamas off the floor, pulling the satin singlet over my head and change into the shorts to mach. Alex wolf whistles from behind me and I roll my eyes. I pull my toiletries out of my bag and unzip it, taking out my toothbrush and toothpaste.  

I make my way to the bathroom and turn on the tap, running my brush under the water. I brush my teeth and when I come out Alex is in nothing but his boxes, typing away at his phone. Where the hell did he get that phone from? Did he literally just go out and buy another one after I drowned his?

"Who are you talking to?" I ask slowly, making my way towards him. He raises his hands up in defense. "It's just an old friend," he grumbles turning the phone around to show me. Whoever it was, I trusted that it wasn't someone who wanted to kill me. Alex was literally talking to him about his breakfast.

I nod in approval and wander to my clothes lying on the floor. I grab my phone out of my jeans pocket and throw them in a pile by my bag. I  walk to the bed, plopping down and sliding under the covers. I turn my phone on and sigh at the five missed calls from James. I considered calling back for a few minutes but decided against it. Maybe tomorrow. I ignore all of his messages. 

Alex slides into bed next to me. "Oh no you don't." I move to push him back out of bed but he grabs my wrist. We struggle for a few seconds before tumbling off the bed onto the floor. I land on top of him and smirk. "Shame Bitch," I sneer, attempting to get up. 

He rolls us so that he was on top and pins me down. He leans in very close and smirks. Dang his eyes were so blue... And he smelt really good. "Funny to think that we shared that tiny, little room together for so long and never fucked..." He trails off, his voice low. I scoff and smirk up at him. "I bet that was real painful for you," I chuckle. He glares in response. "Well now, we are cooped up in this tiny hotel room, all by ourselves..." He trails off suggestively. Why is he always such an ass? 

I roll my eyes. "And I still have a boyfriend." With that, I knee him where it counts and slip back into bed. He grumbles something under his breath and slumps into bed beside me. He grabs the remote and turns on the TV, surfing through channels. 

We watch TV for a while before a yawn slips out of my lips. I groan and roll over to face the door, away from Alex. I hear Alex turn the TV volume down a substantial amount and I couldn't help but smile.

It only took a few minutes for me to finally drift off to sleep.

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