Chapter 02

When I got in the house Marc was not home. God only knows who's hole he's shoving his d*ck in right now.

Still it is way better when he's not home. I go upstairs to my bedroom, and just threw my purse on the bed. Kicking off my heels, my feet are killing me.

I go to take a hot shower. I needed it after such a long day. The hotel is always busy with people on vacations, business trips and some running away from their wives/husbands. At least unlike Marc they have the audacity to hide their dirty deeds.

After the shower I didn't even bother to eat. I had already eaten something at work and now just needed a serious rest. I felt extremely exhausted and even felt like throwing up at some instances.

Maybe it's because Marc's cologne is all over my bed. And those resent girls he has been diligent to bring home.

I curled myself inside the blankets and shut my eyes. Forcing myself to sleep because I didn't want to think about how broken my life is.

I couldn't though. It seems impossible. No matter how hard I squeeze my eyes the images keep rolling back like a movie. All the beautiful moments. Watching my smile fade into darkness.

When I open them again, I open one of my dressers. I take out sleep aids, popping one in my mouth. Recently I've gotten myself sleeping pills. I know I would have to just wake in the morning and then it will be all work.

It's way better than thinking about Marc and my life until the alarm rings for me to wake up.

The pills worked perfectly. It was already morning and time for me to prepare for work. There were no traces that Marc came back from home last night. Not that I care anymore.

I just needed enough to leave this place and give myself a fresh start. I know damn well I deserve better than this. Any girl for that matter deserves better than this.

When I was done preparing for work, I took my keys and went to the car. I didn't even think about breakfast. Normally I don't eat in the morning. The only thing I'm always thinking is getting out of this shithole house.

Though mostly these days, anything I eat seems to come back. Unusual sicknesses. I think it's just stress.

I drove off to work, the traffic is better this time of the morning. Anything to keep me away from thinking about how terrible my life is.

When I arrived at work it was a busy morning as always. People swarming in and out.

"Avianna! Great you're here. Take this to room 109," Katheryn shoves a tray of food between my hands.

"But--" I couldn't even finish my sentence. She mutters 'thank you' before she waltzes into the great crowd of people. I sigh to myself as I turn going to the stairs.

I get why she didn't even want to go there. Some man are just natural born assholes.

On my way up someone crashes into me that I almost dropped the tray.

"Avianna!? Surprising to see you here." She says with fake smile as she looks back to notice me. " Wow, so you work here now? I guess life doesn't always turn out how we want, huhh?" She says with a sly smile.

" Kellie? So nice to meet you too, " I force a wide smile as I notice the familiar blonde curls. I knew her from school, same class. I guess she finally persuaded her dream of becoming a lawyer. The satisfaction in her face to see me in this uniform.

She never really liked me. Especially since I got married to Marc. Ohh how she always crushed on that asshole. With me thinking I've won. She's correct though. Life doesn't always turn out how we want. " So are you here on vacation?" I ask. It kind of worried me if I would have to spend the whole summer with yet another person to remind me of my failures.

" No, not really. My husband is here on a business trip. You know the life of a lawyer. We're always busy. He's actually working on a big case here and I want to support him. He doesn't really know that I'm here." She continues talking as we both walk up the stairs.

"You must be so lucky," I mutter hoping this conversation would end any moment. Or just disappear into nothingness.

"You have no idea. How about you and Marc? You guys seemed like the perfect couple years back," she says merely adopted to whatever words might come out of my mouth.

" Ohh Nothing much. Hopefully you'll have a nice stay here in the hotel." She nods before walking to the room opposite to the room I was addressed to.

"Ahh!!" A screeching scream resonate through out the hall way. Kellie immobile there at the door bowled over. I almost feel her pain. I've been there a couple of times.

"They are not so all different I guess," I say knocking on the door before it swings open.

"Who's the fucking bitch trying to burst my eardrums!? Can't a man have a some f*cken piece around!! " The gruff mam comes to the door all flames. I wanted to roll my eyes really.

"Kellie! This is not what it looks like!"

" With my best friend Leroy!?"

"I'm very sorry about that Mr Mooney. We will try to make sure it never happens again," I say. I couldn't promise it won't happen again. This place is full of shitty rich man.

"You better. Otherwise I'm going to sue this stupid place," he jeered his breath reeking of tobacco. A cigar flagging in his mouth. His door slightly open as he leans his weight on the door frame. Beer belly, vest and boxers. How does he manage to sleep with many young woman? Ohh well he's rich.

" Here's the breakfast you ordered, " I pushed smile. He looks at the tray

" It's cold, " he says. This is the reason why I couldn't promise him a women not screaming again. Right now I feel like screaming from the top of my lungs.

"But you haven't even tasted it yet." He looks at me nonchalant, like I'm speaking idiocy.

"You've stood here long enough for it to be cold," he says. Seriously? How can you be so annoying? I wasn't even feeling myself, feeling a little lightheaded but I push past it focusing on the imbecile.

" Fine I'll go and get another tray then." I sigh turning around but he stops me.

"Well I'm hungry now. I can't for you to go and come back," he says.

" Well what do you want me to do then? I give you food you don't want it. I'm going to get you another tray and you don't want it! Tell me what am I supposed to do!? Just magically wish for your breakfast to appear!? " I snapped at him. It felt good coming out but now I regret every second of it. He looks at me with venom in his eyes.

"Do you even know who you're talking too you stupid little b*tch? Do you know who the f*ck I am?," he growled. I wasn't even threatened but I feel a sudden twist in my stomach. My focus feels dazed. I was wishing this ends fast so I could go and sit down.

" I'm very sorry Mr Mooney, I--"

"Sorry alone doesn't cut it missy. " He jerks his hand to my wrist.

" Don't touch me!" I gritted jerking my hand away. The tray on the other barely balancing.

"Then you can say goodbye to your job sweetie," he grabs the other which held the tray.

" Let- me-" I felt everything spinning around. The ground felt it was moving and everything starts blurring. Before I knew it, it was darkness.

My eyes flutter open and at first my sight is blurred. The surroundings were not very familiar. The noise felt coming for a far distance. When my eyes fully open I notice a man in a white coat standing besides me.

"How are you feeling Mrs Mullens?"