Nyah was a bitch. She was overly sarcastic, ruthless, careless, heartless...evil. She doesn't care about no one, but..oh did I mention she was basically sinister? Nonetheless she cared for no one, but the best and only good quality about her was tha...
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Motel
I was bleeding, rushing through this parking lot at three in the morning. I was bleeding from too many places to determine which was the worst. This fucking sucks.
It was pouring down raining, pitch black outside. Cold, on top of that...how could this be any worse.
I pushed the door open to the lobby of this run down Motel. The women at the counter just looked at me, then kept chewing her gum.
"How can I help you?" She asked.
"I need a room, extra towels. And a sewing kit?" I asked.
"Mhmmm. You should see a doctor" she said grabbing a room key off the wall behind her.
"I am positive a doctor can not help me."
She just nodded picking up one fucking extra towel.
"Here, and room nine."
"Just one?" I asked.
"Just one" she replied.
I glared at her and she jumped away from the counter, then tossed four more towels at me.
"Just please go" she said.
I grabbed the fresh towels causing them to get bloody in the process.
"Holy, father please keep me safe..." I heard her mumbling as I walked away.
"Oh, shut the fuck up" I yelled as I exited the door.
I looked around as I made my way to the room. The last thing I need is trying to fight in this condition.
•
There is just one old broken television with two channels that plays the news, and the other is cartoons.
After showering, cleaning myself up. I was starving, I grabbed something from the vending machine. Which I had no money for but now this gives them a reason to fix it.
I needed sleep, I was too sore for this shit.
I simply closed my eyes.
•
I woke up to the sounds of someone kicking the door. Which I was highly annoyed, I needed sleep.
