Nothing But A Memory

Chapter 17- D i s t r a c t

Name please? She begins to type away on her computer

David Anders.

Yes I have you here. She pulls out a small paper card to put two room cards.

Here says everything that is included in the price, your room is 1528. Enjoy your stay! She dismisses me and I look around for Natassia to find her looking at the food in the cafe.

Did you want something? She jumps at the sound of my voice.

Um, the pastelitos look good. She speak softly, wrapping her arms around herself which I noticed she does every single time after I scare her.

Which one do you want? I pull out my wallet from my back pocket.

The cheese and guava. She looks around with what seems like fear in her eyes, but what would she have to fear?

Sir, can I have the cheese and guava pastry? He nods and puts them both in a to go box.

Itll be 7 dollars and 50 cents. I hand him a ten dollar bill and he quickly gives me back the change.

We make the short walk to the elevator that had a small hallway filled with people holding their bags or in swimsuits covering themselves in a towel.

We got lucky enough to take an elevator for only us. The elevator had marble floors, mirrors wrapped around all the walls, a gold handle and gold doors.

Ive missed you. I try to lean in for a kiss but she takes two steps back, freaked out.

I missed you too. She hugs herself again, keeping her eyes on the digital number showing the floors.

Clearly, if you wanna be on the other side of the elevator. I cross my arms looking at the gold doors.

Ill explain later. She mumbles under her breath to the point I almost didnt hear her.

The doors quickly slide open and we step out turning into the hallway on the right, our room being at the end of the hall.

I let Natassia step into the room like the gentleman I am and look around. Theres a little kitchen and a grey couch by the door, the bathroom was in the middle of the room creating a little hallway that lead to the king size bed and balcony with a ocean view.

I plopped down on the bed, enveloped by the white fluffy comforter. Come here. Lets talk. I pat down the area next to me and she hesitantly lays down next to me.

What is going on with you? Your so on edge and scared of everything. We both stare at the ceiling resting our hands on our stomach.

I havent told anyone this but um I turn my head to see her fiddling with her fingers nervously. I admire the curve of her full lips, the bridge of her strong nose that had a rose gold septum ring, her usually bright brown eyes are now mysteriously cloudy and dark, leaving it hard for me to know how shes feeling. I got raped. She spoke so quickly I almost didnt understand.

I propped myself on my elbows to look at her concerned face. Why is she concerned?

Who did it? Anger boils my veins as I imagine an old overweight creep holding down her legs as she begs for him to stop.

Ivan. She whispers under her breathe, screwing her eyes shut as she curled herself into a ball giving me her back.

Wasnt he your boyfriend? I sit up on the edge of the bed, forced to look into the mirror on the wall that shows Natassia curled up and me trying to absorb this information.

He was an excuse for a boyfriend...I shouldve known, the whole time we were together he was so touchy and wouldnt take no for an answer. I was just too oblivious to notice the signs. You know I even had nightmares about Ivan raping me before he did it She rambles as she stares at the white wall.