I just stood there, looking helpless while this stranger wrapped my arm up.
"She got you pretty bad." He said, trying to start conversation.
"How did you what was going on? The door was closed the entire time." I asked ignoring what he said.
"I work in the hotel, and I heard screaming so I got a key and came in. Then all I see is a lady attacking you." He responded
"Oh right. What do you do in the hotel then?" I asked trying my best not to sound nosy.
"Haha , what's with all the questions huh? He laughed
"Sorry, I guess I'm still in shock. I'm Samantha. I said introducing my self.
"Ah hey Sam, I'm Andrè and my job in the hotel is to serve food. He said proudly.
Huh, I've never seen him in my time here. Maybe he works in the kitchen I thought.
"Nice too meet you Andrè." I said trying to show a smile.
I didn't want to trust anyone that quick. I was suspicious about Amanda from day 1. What did I learn if I'm gonna trust this guy who I just met?
"Now can I ask, who was that woman?" He asked
"I don't know my self." I said flatly.
I wasn't just about to tell this guy what I've been though these pass few day. After all he's still a stranger.
"I see, well I'll give you some time to res-
"No." I said
"I mean I know we just met, but I don't feel comfortable being on my own. Maybe I should just go home." I said
"Where's that?" He said
"England." i said
"Oh your British?? I thought you were french!" he said shocked
"Well yes, but i'm originally from the Netherlands." i laughed finding his reaction funny.
"Whats funny?? Your hair made me think you were french." He said
"My hair??" i laughed
"Yeah! Its a light brownish colour." He looked like he questioned his sentence.
I did feel like opening up too him, maybe my hopes of meeting someone here have finally come true. There was only one more issue. The body.