I laid on the five star hotel bed admiring the view. I felt so free and comfortable, as I grabbed my phone but I noticed I didn't have it, damn, I said as I grabbed the hotel phone, luckily I knew my bestfriend number as I quickly dailed her number but no answer but I tried it again, as Marcus come in and back hand me. "what the fuck are you doing?" he yelled
"nigga what the fuck is your problem, don't mother fucking touch me, you got life fucked up, I'm calling my best friend" I said sitting down on the bed trying her number again but no answer. I gave up and shooked my head, I just wanted to go back home now. he just pissed me off and I missed my bitch, I felt my eyes start to water as he laid down beside me and went into a deep sleep, but I didnt , I was ready to go as I packed my bags and walked out he door leaving him, he hurt my feelings to be honest I'm not gone lie, luckily I kept the other $250 from the change and plus I had money on me as I walked outside the hotel looking for a cab or something as i walked up the street going towards a beach as I seen a blue cab and finally waved it down, as I spoke to the driver and told him the nearest airport.
