Chapter 4. Again, thank you for your support. I'm just a new writer, so all mistakes are mine. Since English is not my first language, you can expect to see a lot of grammatical errors in my writing. Enjoy!
Callie's POV
It was 2 in the morning and instead of lying in my comfort bed, I dragged my daughter to The Archibald hotel. Sofia was long gone; she gave in to sleep the minute her head touching the seat. The Archibald hotel detained so many memories for both Arizona and I. It was Arizona favourite place to stay. Throughout our relationship, I could recall how many time Arizona and I made a sweet escape to the hotel. What's not to like? The staffs were nice, the services were great and the room. Well the room were spectacular.
After 15 minutes' drive, I finally arrived to my destination. I decided to park the car near to the entrance. Instead of waking Sofia up, I gently picking my tiny human up and carefully placing her against my chest. I could feel Sofia's heart beating softly. And for some reason, it gave me some sort of comfort. Something I desperately need right now.
I spent another 10 minutes tried to persuade the receptionist to give me the number to Arizona's room. Apparently Arizona made it clear not to have anyone bothered her tonight. Well, I'm not just anyone. I'm her WIFE. Gradually losing my temper, I made a threat to call the owner of the hotel if I didn't get the room number in 10 seconds. I pleased by the fact that the receptionist believed me because to be honest I had no idea who's the owner.
It took me only 2 minutes and 45 seconds to reach Arizona's room. I wished it took longer than that because right now I'm both scared and nervous. Probably because I'm still unsure about my next logical step. What should I do? Should I be mad at her? Should I yell at her? Should I apologize to her? Or should I just turn around and leave?
"Calliope Torres, you're bad-ass woman. Just freaking knock already." Great, now I'm talking to myself.
One deep breath, and here goes to nothing. I clenched my hands into a tight fist and soon enough a loud knocking sound resonated against the hollow hallway.
Arizona's POV
It was 2 in the morning and instead of lying in my comfort bed, I pacing myself around the room. On my right hand, one stick of cigarette tucked neatly between my index finger and my middle finger. Ever since Callie knew about my guilty pleasure of smoking, she kept on warning me about the dangers of cigarette. Clearly, she forgot that I'm a doctor too. I knew that smoking can caused vascular stenosis or lung cancer or heart attacks or chronic obstructive pulmonary disease. I'm just choosing to ignore it. I kept my eyes closed, as I inhaled as deep as I could the toxic stick. I could feel the smoke burned my throat as it made its way to my lungs. I still remember the first time I started to smoke. It was the day when we buried Tim's body. Tim was a smoker. It was something he learned in the army. He said back in the army, everyone smoked. And I called him stupid for following them. Now, smoking became a norm to me. Smoking just made me feel closer to my him.
"Of course Arizona. Smoking did make you feel closer to your brother. He's dead and you too if you don't stop now".
It was one of my early fights with Callie. Honestly it still shocked me that she could use my brother against me so easily. I knew she didn't mean it but it still offended me. Because of that I stopped talking to her for a week. Even if I knew she was right, I still refused to admit it in front of her. So like always, I decided to be the most stubborn person in the world and made her apologized.
Pain started to creep around both my legs and my lower back. So I decided to call it a night. After all, it almost 220 in the morning, and I clearly need to get some sleep. So, as soon as I finishing my last cigarette for tonight, I made my way to bed. My body immediately began to relax as my head landed on the soft pillows. My eyes now started to blink lazily as I said goodnight to the world.
I didn't know for how long I had been asleep when a loud knock on my door woke me up. After a quick glanced on the clock on the wall, I noticed that I only had slept for 7 minutes. But it certainly felt longer than that. Cursing whoever behind that door, I reluctantly grabbed my robe and made my way through hard cold floor to the door.
I didn't know for how long I had been asleep when a loud knock on my door woke me up. After a quick glanced on the clock on the wall, I noticed that I only had slept for 7 minutes. But it certainly felt longer than that. Cursing whoever behind that door, I reluctantly grabbed my robe and made my way to the door.
"I told you that I didn't want to be disturbed. What's so important that you couldn't wait until tomorrow morning?" my voice was filled with annoyance and no longer sweet like it used to when I spoke to people.
"I'm so-so sorry, but there was some important phone calls waiting for you downstairs" explained the nervous bellboy.
Callie's POV
"Lauren, wh-what are you doing in my wife room?" my face seems to fail to hide the shocked I felt the moment when I realized that it was Lauren who answered the door.
