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The Family
Chapter 29
After Melina and I were done shopping, we headed back to the hotel, loaded down with shopping bags. My Uncle Kev stopped us as we were walking through the lobby and told us that him and the guys were going to a club tonight and that we were invited. I accepted the invitation enthusiastically when he told me that they had already ran it past my dad and he was cool with it. Melina declined with an apology and explanation that she already had plans with some of the other divas. Melina and I headed into the elevator after Kev said to meet everyone in the lobby at 8:30 tonight. When we reached my floor, I waved goodbye to Melina and gave her a constricted hug, due to my bags of clothes, and told her I'd talk to her tomorrow.
I put the bags of clothes next to my suitcase, deciding to unpack later. I relaxed the rest of the afternoon, spending most of it flipping through the channels and running trips to the vending machine down the hall for candy. Finally when 7 rolled around, I was bored out of my mind and just decided to get ready early. I took a nice long soak in the bath; since I had lots of time, I thought since I hadn't taken a bath in a while, why not? When I was done, I carefully dried and curled my hair. I put on the short cocktail dress Melina got my as a birthday gift and then I went back in the bathroom to put on my makeup. I highlighted my eyes with purple eye shadow, black eye liner and mascara. Once I was done, I turned off the light and left the bathroom. I sat on the bed with my back resting against the headboard and laid my legs out on the bed and crossed them at my ankles. I picked up the hotel phone and had them put me through to Dave's room.
"Hello." He answered with a yawn.
"Yes, hello, is this Mr. Bautista?" I asked in a fake British accent.
"Speaking." He said, a bit confused.
"Oh hello Mr. Bautista. This is Mildred," I paused trying to think of a last name. "Taylor with the front desk. I hate to tell you this but there seems to be a problem with your car."
"What's wrong with it?" He asked hesitantly.
"Well you see, one of our valet drivers must have pushed a bit too hard on the gas and the car crashed into the side of the parking garage." I finished barely able to hold in my laughter and keep a straight face.
"WHAT?" He blew up and I imagined him now standing up, breathing raggedly in anger. I couldn't stop it anymore, I burst out laughing. "Excuse me, what do you think is so funny? I'm not going to pay for damages. That was a rental. Listen Mildred, Your guys messed up, you're paying for it."
I contained my laughter and said, "I'm sorry sir, but we cannot be held liable for these damages."
"Bullshit! You're paying for it." He said angrily. I erupted into a fit of giggles and fell sideways on the bed at a 90 degree angle. I barely could hold the phone still to my ear but I heard him sigh, a bit in anger. "Elliot."
I laughed harder and barely mumbled a coherent, "hey,"
"That wasn't funny." He said, taking deep breaths.
"No, no, it was pretty funny." I said in between giggles. Finally, after some silent time for both of us to calm down, I spoke. "I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted, so what's up?" He asked, seemingly over it.
"Well I'm sitting here, bored out of my mind. What are you doing?" I said as I straightened my body out.
"I can tell," He said with a chuckle. "Well I was taking a nap before you called."
"A nap? Aren't we going to the club tonight? Don't you have to get ready?" I asked.
He looked at the clock. "Elle, it's not even 8 yet, we aren't going until 8:30."
I blew a raspberry to the air. "Well, I am already ready. I can't wait any longer. Let's go early."
He chuckled. "Ok, how about you come over to my room in like 15 minutes and we can hang out together and try to pass time."
I sighed. "I guess. I'll be there." I said as I hung up.
After Dave got off the phone with me, he called Mark. "Hey, what's up man?" Mark asked distractedly.
"Hey, how's it going over there?" Dave asked.
"Its…coming along." He said then paused. "Hey, that doesn't go there, that goes on the wall, over there." Mark said on the other side of the phone with his hand over the speaker on his phone, though Dave could still hear.
"Well, I've got some bad news." Dave said sadly.
Mark stopped what he was doing. "What?"
"She's already ready to leave."
"You're kidding."
"Unfortunately, I'm not. She just called me and told me she was dressed, and sitting around just waiting. She's bored." Dave explained.
Mark was silent for a minute, taking this in. "This is unbelievable. Every other day we can count on Elle to be running late and the one night we want her to, she decides to be early."
"Yeah, I'm going to try my best to stall. I told her to come over here in 15 minutes and then I'm hoping I can somehow entertain her so she doesn't want to leave early." Dave said.
"Yeah, do that. And when you head over here, pretend to get lost a couple of times. And send me a text when you're leaving." Mark suggested.
"Alright, I can do that. Is everyone there?"
"Most everyone, we're still waiting on some people and Paul is like a few minutes away." Mark said.
"Ok, if I were you, I'd ask some people to call whoever isn't there and tell them to hurry up." Dave said, trying to be helpful.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to have to do that." Mark said and then they both hung up. Dave immediately hopped in the shower, making it a quick one. After, he put on some black slacks and a white beater. There was a knock on the door when he was about to put his belt on. He walked to the door, belt in hand and opened the door.
"Hey." He said to me, holding the door open a bit wider.
"Please don't belt me!" I joked, covering my face with my arms, when I saw him holding up the belt.
He chuckled. "Oh stop, just get in here." He said, pulling me gently inside. I went and sat on the couch. He finished putting his belt on and looked at me. "You going shoeless tonight?"
I looked at him with a cocked head. "No, you loser." I said and gestured to my shoes, where I had dropped them when I came inside. "I didn't want to put them on, then take them back off when I got here."
"Oh gosh, that is so hard!" He mocked me and I threw a pillow at him. "Ah, ah. None of that." He threw the pillow back at me and I just let it land a couple feet away from the couch.
"So are you going to put a shirt on or is this the outfit you wear to get all the ladies?"
He shook his head at me and walked over the closet. "Smartass." He grabbed a charcoal gray button down shirt and put it on. "Happy?" I nodded and stood up.
"So are we ready?" I asked, and leaned down, ready to put on my shoes.
"We're not going now. Its only 8:20." He said, trying to stall. I looked at him with a blank stare before sitting back down.
"Why do we have to leave exactly at 8:30? Does it really matter?" I asked.
"Of course not, but I thought we could at least talk for a while, just the two of us." He said, sitting next to me on the couch.
I narrowed my eyes at him then smiled. "Of course we can. What's on your mind?"
"Nothing really, I just thought we could catch up."
I looked at him strangely. "But we talk everyday, we are all caught up."
He nodded. "Yeah I guess we are." He said and glanced at the clock. 8:25. It seemed like it was time for plan B. "Well then I guess we can go."
"Yes!" I said and bent over to put on my orange, patent leather, 4.5 inch platform stiletto heels that I bought with Melina today and matched my dress perfectly. "Should we call the guys?"
"Yeah, I'll text them and tell them that we left early." He said and brought his phone out from his pocket. He sent a short text to Mark that said, Leaving. Will stall, planning to get lost. "Ready?" He asked, sliding his phone and room key into his pant pockets.
"Yeah, let's go." I said and grabbed my purple clutch as I stood up.
