Heartbreak At Motel 7!

Chapter 17

"I don't want to overstep your boundaries, but I don't want to leave you alone." I spoke to Vera.

We were both laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. My head rested on one of the pillows. Her head was at the foot of the bed.

I still hadn't left the motel room.

We stopped hugging after what felt like an eternity, but it was less than a minute. She wiped the tear drop from her face before I could see it.

I didn't even know if Mr.Durnam was still out there, neither did she. Neither of us wanted to check, either.

I felt like if I checked, I would have no reason to stay. And I really wanted to stay.

"You can't just open up to me like that and expect me to leave. You should have stuck with your original plan if you wanted me gone." I spoke, my eyes not leaving the ceiling.
Vera considered her words carefully before talking, "You make it easy for me to talk to you. I guess I just really wanted to talk."
"Then maybe this doesn't have to stop. Maybe we can keep talking." I suggested.

Vera sighed at my persistence.

"I already told you exactly why I don't want that."

There was a moment of silence, as if we were both considering how to move the conversation forward without ruining all the progress that we just made.

Our discussion moments prior was already so emotionally charged.
Vera's mind was no longer on the drugs that she had so desperately wanted to do prior to my arrival.

"Why did you have sex with me?" I asked before I could think.
"Because I'm attracted to you." Vera said, "Obviously."

I refrained from asking her if she would ever have sex with me again.

"Was it...A mistake?" I asked instead.
"I wouldn't exactly classify it as a mistake. Under different circumstances, I wouldn't stop myself from doing it again."

She answered the question that I thought of, more so than the one I actually asked. Interlinked.

"Then let's create different circumstances."
She laughed softly, almost amused, "Was that your way of saying that you want to have sex with me again?"
"...Maybe."

Vera sat up and I lifted the lower half of my body off of the mattress.
She crawled over to me, taking a second to drink in all of my features. Her eyes studied my face in awe as she tucked my hair behind my ear to show my face more clearly.

"You're...Pretty. You're really pretty." Vera spoke, her voice barely above a whisper before she leaned in and kissed my forehead, "I have to let you go."
I frowned, now sitting up completely, "No, You don't."
"Your life would be better without me in it. Don't you want more for yourself?"
"I'm not asking for anything romantic between us. Forget that. I'm asking for us to not leave each other alone."

Vera seemed to ponder on my words. No matter how toxic she could be, no matter how much she believed that whatever we had would go to shit, her feelings for me (whatever they were, at that time) heavily affected her decision making skills as she gave me a slight nod.

W̶a̶s̶ i̶t̶ h̶e̶r̶ f̶e̶e̶l̶i̶n̶g̶s̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ a̶f̶f̶e̶c̶t̶e̶d̶ h̶e̶r̶ d̶e̶c̶i̶s̶i̶o̶n̶, o̶r̶ h̶e̶r̶ e̶m̶o̶t̶i̶o̶n̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ h̶e̶a̶v̶y̶ c̶o̶m̶e̶d̶o̶w̶n̶ f̶r̶o̶m̶ t̶h̶e̶ h̶i̶g̶h̶?̶

Nevertheless, we intertwined our pinky fingers, promising to keep our relationship platonic yet close.

Two weeks passed of us seeing each other almost every other day, holding true to our promise as we did nothing but talk.