thanks to everyone who has been reading and enjoying this so far. means a lot. smiles.
They arrive at a hotel shortly afterwards. The duo don't use the front entrance to the hotel, instead they use a back door. Reyes still carries her on his shoulder when opening their room's door with a card. It's a very simple room. There's one large bed, nightstand, chair, and bathroom. Nothing fancy.
He throws her on the floor. He's done with her for today. He switches clothes, putting on more formal attire. Reyes also removes his mask to clean the blood off of it, before placing it back on his face. He heads back out, leaving Sombra alone.
She's beat up and exhausted sure, but she drags her body up off the floor and into the bathroom. Sombra steps into the shower and flips on the handle. She slumps up against the wall to support herself while cleaning off all of the blood. She didn't want to look at her disheveled body while showering, but she has to make sure nothing remains on her skin. The heat of the shower water stings, but that's okay. She'll feel better soon.
As time passes the water becomes warm and soothing. She nods off of for a quick moment. She panics. She can't let that happen again. The last thing she needs is him finding her like this. Carefully she rises from the wall. She didn't notice it upon entering, but there is a pair of clothes sitting on the toilet for her to wear. Stepping out of the tub and dressing herself takes several minutes, but she accomplishes this feat.
More lingerie...a lace bralette and pantie set. They're red, not her favorite color, but it will have to do. She was also given a short silk robe to cover herself with. When did he have time to plan this out? Guess it's better than just lying around naked. Making her way back to the bed, she plops down. Her body succumbs to its soft texture. Without covering herself in the blankets she falls fast asleep. She really needed to rest.
The sounds of passion and the gentle rocking of the bed wakes Sombra. Her eyes are exhausted, the room is dark, but she makes out a figure next to her. Its breathing is unsteady, lips parted, moaning. Sombra stares harder at the figure. A female. Her hair is long, at least shoulder length. Breast full. She can't make out her face, but she must be attractive. Not wanting to disturb the woman, Sombra slowly turns her head recognizing someone else's breath. It's Gabriel. Now she's confused.
He's on top of the woman. On closer inspection, she notices his mask isn't on. Neither are any of his other articles of clothing. He's nude. She can make out the outline of all of his muscles. Is he making love to this woman?
Their silhouettes show the woman's legs wrapped around Reyes' hips. With his hands holding her waist. He's being gentle with her. They are indulging in each other's presence. It's intimate and private. Is he really doing this right in front of her? Stop...why won't he stop?
Why is she here? They could have gotten another room. Does he only torment women he considers a threat? Does this woman know why she's stuck with him? Does this woman not care that she's suffering right next to her? Sombra wants to cry from the mental exhaustion, but remains silent.
Her eyes finds his. He's been staring at her. It may be dark, but she sees the lights in his eyes reflect at her. His gaze won't break. It's domineering. Sombra can hear every breath, feel every shiver, and occasionally gets covered in their sweat. She hates this, but it slowly comes to an end.
Reyes stands and puts on a pair of boxers. The woman also stands and winks in Sombra's direction. Putting on her clothes, she grabs her things and heads out the door. Reyes follows her out into the hallway. They talk for a bit.
Sombra sees an opening.
He's outside with nothing. She can escape. Energy surges through her body. She's in pain, yes, but she has to try. She shoots up out of bed and runs towards the door as quickly as possible. They both don't notice her until she slams the door shut. He's mad. He didn't expect her to try such a move.
"Open the door Sombra," he politely asks. He doesn't want to cause a scene.
Sombra doesn't comply, she's busy looking for his cellphone and room key. She has to dispose of both. Realizing that she's not going to open the door causes Reyes to expel a heavy sigh. The woman states he should ditch his girlfriend and find someone new. He laughs, amusing her. Only if she knew who Sombra really was. The woman leaves shortly after that. Reyes can now deal with Sombra on his own.
He pounds his fists against the door, "Open the door damn it!" The man is practically dead, but she makes his blood boil.
She finds everything she needs to head out. Their room is on the second floor, but she will risk making the jump. Luckily there are no screens or bars outside of the window preventing her from doing so. She can just open it and hop out. She doesn't even think twice before jumping, she knows that door will only hold him back for so long. Falling, she first hits a decorative bush and then slams down onto the concrete. At least something broke her fall. Sombra looks up at the hotel window. He's not there so she runs off. Adrenaline is fighting away any pain she's having. The only thing she feels is the uneven floor underneath her feet. It's rough, but escaping with a few scrapes is worth it.
There aren't too many cars out on the street. It's nearly 3am. Everyone is in bed at this time and if someone is outside, she's the least of their concerns. After running a few blocks away Sombra feels safe. But, she doesn't know where to go. Who should she turn to? How can she receive help? For all she knows, Reyes controls most of this city. If she is found by one of his associates, they might just return her to him and she's not equipped to fight them. She's just a hacker, not trained militia or violent criminal. There's no way for her to defend herself. Paranoia sets in. Any little sound startles her. She didn't thoroughly think this through. She can't just return home. She has no money, no transportation, no one. This is a foreign city with no resources she can use. She has his phone, but can't call anyone. She's a loner with no friends or family. Alone again... Stealing his phone was her way of preventing him from calling anyone to search for her, but he could easily use a pay phone. Stupid plan.
Dropping to the floor, Sombra cries as she wraps herself in a fetal position. She regrets this. There's no way to escape him and now this little stunt will just infuriate him. Gathering herself, she prepares to return to him. Running away in this moment is definitely a death wish. He's the only thing she knows. If she's not with him, someone worse might come along.
The walk back to the hotel was slow and painful. The few scrapes she received falling out the window now sting. The street lights are bright and hurt her eyes. Cold air from the wind rubs against her skin. She's getting goosebumps and probably hypothermia if she doesn't put something on her feet. Rubbing her palms against her arms, she tunes out how she feels externally. She desires to listen to the wind through the trees as she walks. It might be the last time she hears this sound. There's an emptiness inside of her. She doesn't want to face him.