She stood in the hallway, her face reflecting her emotions; shocked, scared, and horrified. Her hand trembled desperately as she tried to get the key card into the door's slot. The sounds coming from behind the door warned her to runaway. To runaway and ignore it. But her body moved on it's own accord. She couldn't fathom why, if she were to enter this particular room, her heart would shatter and her emotions would crumble. But she still stayed.
As the indicator turned green, she slowly reached for the door handle, it was a bitter cold feeling on her palm, one she rather enjoyed as a masochist. Finally turing the knob, she silently entered the hotel room, not disturbing it's occupants.
The breath that she exhaled from her trembled. She was hoping that what was ringing through her ears wasn't the inevitable truth. She walked to the back bedroom, her feet almost floating above the floor through her soundless march.
The door was ajar, giving the girl a hidden view inside. The heartbroken gasp that left her lips was the only genuine sound that she would make for some time. Her eyes were as wide as a deer's just before a vehicle would violently strike it. And her tears left hot trails down her cheeks.
Inside the bedroom were only three objects that registered in her mind. One boy. One girl. And one bed. The moans and groans that had earlier flooded her ears, like a tsunami, didn't even touch her now, because her eyes were the only thing that was working.
The one bed, occupied two people that were intertwined in the most intimate way. The one boy, a acquaintance she had recently met. And the one girl, the girl she had been dating for the last few months. Betrayal and pain began to tremor through her like an earthquake hitting California. For moments, the bisexual victim of adultery could only are in utter unadulterated hurt, until she finally regained her motor skills again.
She suddenly realized two things: She had stopped, offended and victimized. And it was time for her to become the offender. Abruptly, the girl used all her strength to push open the cracked open door. It flew into the wall swiftly and slammed loudly, making the two look up in alarm. But the on who's face was truly priceless was the cheating girl's. She looked distraught at being caught.
An impish smile slapped itself onto the girl's face, leaving the two frozen in humiliation in her wake. And now she realized all her senses were once again working, as she heard her now ex-girlfriend scream only one name; her's.
"Maxxie!"