I groan and roll over, kicking the cheap scratchy, probably unwashed sheets off the end of the bed.

I can't sleep. There's too much noise in my head, not not to mention the noise from the other side of the wall. Thank God cheap motels have false headboards nailed into the wall. But I could still hear the creaking of the old mattress springs and the loud grunts of someone fucking. I started to wonder if it was just one person, as no other sounds came from room for the rest of the night.

Daylight comes, and between the hangover and the lack of sleep, I'm sure I look like death warmed over. Coffee would probably help. Or maybe I should just walk back to Lloyds and get my drink on. I wonder if it's open at...What time is it? Nine?

The rehearsal dinner is tonight, and to say I don't want to go is an understatement. I'd rather bathe in acid. But I'm here, dying a little more with each second that passes, and if I'm lucky, this town really will kill me. I don't see any other way the hurt will go away.

I check to make sure I haven't left anything in the room. There's a sock beneath the bed that definitely isn't mine, so I leave it. Lost and found here probably just lands things in the pawn shop, so once I'm sure I've got my phone and keys and more pain than any man should know, I step outside into the glaring light of day.

As I'm pulling my door closed, the one next to me opens. The big dude from last night tosses some skinny dark-haired guy out, threatening to kill him, while the sneering girl from the bar screams at the big guy. He ignores her and turns to me instead.

"You," he says. Nothing else.

Bella steps out of the room, then, and I know for certain I won't survive my time here. Her jeans are unbuttoned and she's not wearing a bra. I'm sure of that because she's holding it in her hand. The big guy grabs it, stuffs it in his pocket, and pull her along behind him.

I watch as they get on a motorcycle and drive away, barely registering the fact that she didn't even look my way. Clearly there was more than one person in that room last night, and I'm doubled over, dry heaving.

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