Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
"Okay," I agree, uncertain about how to respond to that. I'm not anywhere close to a good human.
"Did I hurt your feelings?" Her bottom lip puffs out, making an uneasy feeling creep in.
"No."
"So you get it? She's my best friend."
"It's fine, Teddy Bear," I reassure her, making her smile come back. That uneasy sensation dissipates. Holy fuck. If she's smiling or not even fucks with me. I've lost it, but it doesn't matter. “I need to feed you,” I tell her.
"Okay." She scrambles out of bed, and I miss her warmth immediately. "I'm going to brush my teeth so maybe you'll kiss me again." She practically hops to the bathroom.
I close my eyes for a second, trying to calm my body down. Never in my life have I felt so out of control. Kiss her? That’s the least I want to do. Fuck her into the mattress is more like it. I sit up, gripping the back of my neck. A slight crunch caught my attention, the snapping sound coming from near the window. I walk over to it and rip the curtain back, but no one is there.
I push open the window and look down at the ground, seeing a set of boot prints right outside it. The hell.
"I'm going to go check on something real quick," I tell Teddy, throwing on some clothes. She pops her head out of the door with a toothbrush in her mouth. "See about checking us out of the room and asking if there is anywhere local where we can grab breakfast."
She gives me a thumbs-up. I make sure the windows are secure before I head out toward the front desk.
There is a new woman behind the desk this morning.
"You guys have cameras in the parking lot?" I ask her.
"Ah, yeah." She was hesitant to answer me. I pull out a couple of hundreds and slide them across the desk.
"My SUV was messed up last night. I want to see if it's on tape."
"Come on back." She nods toward the office right behind the desk. It doesn't take her long to pull them up. A chime goes off. "Let me check them in." I nod as she gets up, going back to the front desk.
I drop down into the chair and rewind the feed until I see what I'm searching for. It makes my blood run cold.
"You found it?" the woman asks when I exit the office. I only grunt a response.
I make my way down the hallways, pausing at the room labeled maintenance. I test the knob, and it's locked. I quickly pop it and slip right in.
The bald maintenance man sits at his desk, his back to me. He is engrossed in footage he's taken of women without them ever knowing. I creep up behind him as he scrolls to another one. My blood boils when I see the footage is of my Teddy Bear in the bathroom.
A rage I’ve never felt before overtakes me. I’ve killed a lot of men in my life, but never has one deserved it more than this motherfucker.
I grab him by the back of the neck and throw him into the wall. I’m disappointed that when he hits the ground he’s already knocked out. I want to make him suffer a million times worse than this, but it will have to do. My Teddy Bear is waiting for me to return.
I kneel down beside him, and wrapping my hands around his face, I quickly snap his fucking neck. He’s lucky I’m in a rush. I go over to the computer and begin to work on wiping it clean of the footage of Teddy.
When I see footage of the front desk girl from the night before I debate if I should handle her as well. She upset Teddy, but my sweet Teddy would likely not be too happy if I took her out.
As for this fuckwit, I’m not letting that shit go. He has keys to all the rooms here, being a maintenance engineer, and his Peeping Tom tendencies would have only escalated. It’s better that I got rid of him now.
I double-check that all the footage from last night and any trace of myself and Teddy is gone and turn off the cameras so that we can leave without being recorded. I could possibly call it in, but I'm under a fake name, and I'll change my plates at the next stop. That's easier than getting pulled in and grilled.
When I step back into the room, Teddy is all ready to go. "Where's your crown?" I ask her, and she gives a small shrug.
"I put it back into my bag."
"You don't like it?"
She chews on her bottom lip, making me want to suck on it. "It's silly and childish."
Now it's me that shrugs. "I don't believe so, but who cares if it is?"