~ SAMANTHA REESE~"Sam, please get me coffee." Alvin ordered, tracing the head of his pen around the printed words on the file in his hands."Okay, sir." I nodded, turning around with a yawn and to the kitchen to make him coffee.I was having a very terrible headache. I knew I had gotten so drunk last night but I couldn't clearly remember all that had happened.Nevertheless, 'she's my girlfriend' kept ringing in my head, increasing the terrible headache I was having. I was also damn hungry. I also remembered puking my guts out, my throat was still hurt from the pressure of vomiting. I must've been too tough to handle for Alvin.I glanced down and my clothes and my eyes widened. It only hit my brain that I was in a baggy gown that had this hotel's logo on it when I woke up this morning. I didn't remember changing my clothes last night.Alvin had definitely brought me here. He couldn't have changed my clothes, could he? No no no. Holy cows, there was no way he could've done that. I quic

My eyes widened beyond limit, popping out of their sockets and almost rolled away. Alvin didn't stop kissing me, he was exploring my mouth in ways that did things to my body that they ought not to feel.He slid his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch of it. His kiss was causing a tingling sensation to flow through me. My internals were squeezing so bad, but in a good way. Ignoring the fact that his mouth tasted of alcohol, his kiss felt good. It ignited a weird kind of fire in me and was making a weird spark occur inside of me.I knew I should've pulled away but I couldn't. I was too shocked to even move. The kiss was one heavy one, explaining things I found difficult to understand. I should've been the one to do that but he pulled away first, rolling over to lay his back on the bed, panting for air. I was still so shocked to even move but I had to pant for air too since he had sucked every breath out of me.After regaining my normal breathing, I turned to him. "Alvin, what was

This just happened to be the most boring dinner with anyone. He hadn't said a word but was only eating and glancing at me at short intervals, nothing else. Well, it wasn't like I was expecting us to exchange words. It wasn't a date."Oh, I'm supposed to be nice." He said randomly, sitting up straight. So he remembered now? He needed to stop deceiving himself. He could never be a nice person."I guess you forgot that." I forced a smile."Yes, I did." He chuckled. Oh goodness, he just chuckled? Once again, silence occurred. I hated it as hell, but I wasn't going to start a discussion with him. Heavens knew how much I hated keeping my mouth shut for such a long time. We finished our meal, still dwelling in that silence."We should leave now," I said, realizing we were both done with our meal and I badly needed to get some rest."Yes, but I'd be going on a walk.""A walk?""Yes, a long walk. I need to exercise my legs, not just sit around all day long. You can either tag along or sit in

I barged to the living room. Alvin was on the sofa opposite the television. Though the television was turned on to an obviously romantic-comedy, he wasn't watching it but had his attention focused on his laptop, hitting its keys with his fingers aggressively. I stopped right in front of him, standing in akimbo and held my phone up to face him. I was about to call him Mr Robert but I remembered he had said I could call him Alvin. "Alvin, please I need an explanation."He didn't raise his head from the laptop, totally ignoring me."Hello?" I frowned, waving my hand. Still no response."Have you gone online today?!" I barked.My loudness definitely drew his attention as he slowly raised his head to me, wearing the most bored expression I had ever seen anyone wear."So what?" He replied indifferently, returning his gaze to his laptop's screen."So what?" I huffed, unable to believe my ears. "My dignity, public image is at stake here, Mister.""The Internet spreads things a lot. People are

I raised my head from the sofa, glancing at the stupid wall clock hung on the wall, above the door. It's been about 9 or 10 hours but still no one had heard my cry for help, neither had France or Jovi returned. I rose to my feet from the floor, sauntering to the savior in the form of a fridge, taking out an apple. There were fruits and foods I had eaten from when my stomach had tortured me out of hunger. Taking a bite of the apple, I moaned, squeezing my face in frustration. "This is totally crazy, a very stupid hotel, why won't there be an emergency telephone?"I screamed, hoping to pour out my exasperation, but it wasn't working, I was still equally infuriated. I took another bite of the apple, tossing it away, scuttled to the bed and climbed on the neatly laid bed, jumping on it. "Get," I jumped, "me," I jumped again, "out," and again, "of," and again, "HERE!" I screamed, dropping to my knees on the bed, scrunched the duvet in my hands and growled. I swear, I had never felt this