The Wounded Love novel Chapter 13

I spent all week trying to decide what Dante thought of me. One day I came up with the conclusion that he was dying to see me again, but the next day I figured that he probably didn't want to have anything to do with me. It was just a stupid one night stand. That's all it was, all it is, and all it ever will be. A stupid one night stand.

"You remember where his room is, don't you, Sky?" I was only a few seconds away away from strangling Luke.

"I'm going to kill your boyfriend." Was all I said. They knew I wouldn't kill anyone, but we all shut up and went back to work.

The movers came, filled up the truck then left. Jade and Luke left at about the same time to catch a movie, leaving me all alone in my now empty apartment. I had only lived here for a year and a half but it became a part of my life. This was the perfect place to come when I needed to be alone. Now my sanctuary was gone. Now I really had nothing.

"It's okay." I said to myself. It was just a new chapter of my life. Hopefully it's going to be a better one than the last. Nothing but positive thinking from here on out.

I left my keys on the counter and walked out, closing the door behind me. This shouldn't have been so emotional. It was just a crumby apartment that I could always come back to. It wasn't gone forever.

At least the sun was shining. We had a lot of cloudy days last week, making life that much more depressing. I knew I would be okay. This was just one set back. At least I still had a job that paid me good, and a dad who was loaded. My mom was set too, but I wasn't going to ask her for any favors any time soon.

I knew she wouldn't be the bigger person and reach out to me first. I'd have to be the one to reach out to her and apologize. In her eyes she did nothing wrong, but I also wasn't quite ready to say sorry yet.

The yellow cab drove me to the hotel. The closer we got the more nervous I got. I thought I might pass out. I suddenly didn't want to see him. It would be embarrassing and awkward. I didn't want embarrassing and awkward. I wanted to take a long bath in the hotel's huge bathroom then I wanted to lay down in the big bed and watch a movie.

Again, I over paid the cab driver, but this time it was just because I was too caught up in my own thoughts. I wondered if they talked about me to their other cab driver friends.

Why did life need to suck? No, the question was, why do I have no luck? Zero. None. Nada. Not only did I move out of my home, create a big family dispute, and open up my legs for a stranger, but there were also no vacancies left at the hotel.

"H-hi." I stuttered. Damn it! Get yourself together!

"I thought you had already checked out last-? He realized that he slipped. I tried very hard to hold back my laugh. "Well you know, you haven't been downstairs in a few day so I figured you left."

That's not what he 'figured'. That's what he knew. You could see it on his face. The reason why he couldn't make eye contact with me was because he had searched me up and saw that I checked out last Monday.

"I did." Him feeling self conscious only improved my confidence, as messed up that sounded. He was just another human being. I didn't need to be nervous, especially after all of the boundaries we crossed that night, there were no secrets between us anymore. "I wanted to get another room though."

"Then why are you sitting here. There's no line." He pointed to the front desk. I was so glad he didn't make me give him a reason.