"So I'm guessing were bunk mates?" Rob said.
"Ya, I guess so." I said then turned to Stella she had opened the door and was standing in the door way. "I'm going to go get my stuff from my car. Do you want to come Stella?" I said as calmly as possible.
"No." she said with a smile and closed the door behind her. I turned to Rob. He was fidgeting with the door and finally got it to open. He turned back to me. He didn't say anything. We were both mad at Charlie. I know this was a simple thing. I could go home. I could kick Charlie out of his room and take it. There were so many things I could do. But the thought of sharing a room with Handsome Rob actually didn't bug me as much as it should.. and that was what scared me. I had known these guys for years. The only time Rob showed me any compassion was when John died.
"I'll be back in a minute." I said and walked to the elevator. It opened I walked in there was no one in there. Thank god I am alone. I thought. I leaned up against the wall debating whether or not to call Charlie. We were only suppose to use the phone once or twice a day. I decided against it. The doors opened and I walked out into the lobby and out the doors to my car. I opened the trunk and got my small duffel bag. I closed it made sure everything was locked and walked back into the hotel. On my way to the elevator I saw a restaurant out of the corner of my eye. It was just off the lobby. I gave it my full attention looking for what I wanted. My eyes locked onto it and a smile crept onto my face. A bar. I walked over and sat at the booth setting my bag under my feet.
"What'll it be?" the bar keep asked.
"Rum and coke on the rocks please." I answered back.
"Rough day?" he asked.
"If you only knew." I said as he made my drink. Minutes later he handed it to me. I put the glass up to my lips and let the cold concoction roll down my throat. It was the perfect amount of rum. Not strong but strong enough. I lowered it and smiled at the bar keep, he smiled back and walked to the next customer. I stared at my reflection in the glass behind the counter. I had changed a lot in a year. Not only looks but mentally too. I had become more "mature."I guess the word would be. I didn't let people get to me as much as I used to. I took another sip of my drink and lowered it. Lost in the oblivion of my reflection.
…...
I was on my fourth rum and coke. It had been at least an hour since I had come down to get my bag. I was pretty buzzed. I was telling the bar tender about how I was stuck in a room with a man that pissed me off like no other.
"He is such an asshole. One time I was helping him... pack for a... trip. He told me to sod off. I was just trying to help." I said my words slurring just enough for people to tell I had been drinking.
"He sounds like an asshole. Why do you hang around him so much?" he asked. The phone rang and he answered it.
"Ya." he said and listened. It was an old phone with a cord and everything. "Ya, I think so." he said looking in my direction. Then hung up the phone.
"I think I hang around him so much because I love to hate him. You know how that is?" I said.
"Ya, I know that's how my ex wife and I are."
"Aye but I don't think you do know. I love him so much I hate him." I said somewhat surprised at my own words. I looked up at the bar tender. He looked back at me.
"What?" I said.
"You are so weird you know that?" he said and laughed. I started to laugh uncontrollably.
"You have no idea." I said taking a sip of my drink.
"So this guy what does he look like?" he said.
"He's tall, bald and English." I said laughing.
"You describe me so well." Rob's voice said from behind me. I spun around to fast and almost fell out of my chair but Rob caught me. He started to laugh at me as I was grabbing him trying to make the world stop spinning.
"How much did she have to drink?" Rob asked.
"About 4 rum and cokes." the bar keep said. Rob shook his head.
"Lets get you upstairs." Rob said.
"You cant seduce me that easily." I said slurring and grabbing my bag off the floor.
"You going to be a boat load of fun tomorrow." Rob said.
"Haha Boat." I said as he paid the bar keep and led me to the elevator. We stood there for a moment waiting for the elevator.
"Ya know Handsome Rob, you always were Handsome, but a bit of an ass." I said. I knew what I was saying but it was hard to avoid or to stop the words from spilling out. I looked at him. He was grinning looking ahead at the elevator. He was amused by my drunken state. The doors opened and we walked inside. His arm was around my waist supporting me. He hit the button and we were on our way up. I struggled to look at him to see if he was still amused and I slipped on my heel and almost fell. But with his hand around my middle he didn't let me fall to the hard surface of the elevator. He brought me up with him and we were face to face. Inches apart.
"You know Michelle. You are a thing of beauty. Drunker than hell but a thing of beauty." I smiled at him and went in for a drunk kiss. He dove in with it and took control. The doors opened and neither of us moved. The doors closed and we were going down again. When the doors opened again though we stopped. His arms were around my body making it impossible for me to fall but also impossible to move. He let me go a little and I stood next to him as people walked in and hit the buttons. Rob leaned over and hit the button again. We got to our floor and got out. We walked to our room. He opened and we walked inside. His room did have two beds. Probably the reason why Charlie chose him. I wanted to at least think that. I walked over to the bed and fell on it. Instantly passing out from my nights endeavors.