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So we arrived at the hotel in Hawaii in the evening.
It was a 5-star hotel and believe me it was luxurious! Just fabulous! Troy's parents booked the Honeymoon Suite for us. The suite was as fabulous looking as the rest of the hotel. There was even a large bubbling jacuzzi in our big bathroom. Patels of roses were sprinkled on the masterbed and even in the jacuzzi. I loved the smell of the hotel. The name of the hotel was Lakele Resort.
"Pretty sweet, huh?" Troy said as he threw his luggage on the bed.
"It's so awesome." I said, walking around the suite. "Your luggage is on the bed." I told him.
"So?" He said, throwing himself on the bed as well, without taking off his shoes.
I forgot to mention that I'm a clean freak. Not an extremist but I need everything to be clean and neat.
"What do you mean 'so'? That luggage has been everywhere! It's been rolled everywhere! And your shoes are on the bed too!" I nagged.
"Well you have to get used to it, now that we're a married couple, clean freak." Troy replied.
"No, I will not get used to that. It's just too much!" I told him. "Fine, make that your bed. I would never want to sleep on the same bed as a turd-muncher!" I furiously said.
"What the hell did you just call me?" Troy asked.
"TURD-MUNCHER!" I raised my voice.
He started laughing out loud, rolling on the bed. "Did you make that up?"
I blushed a little. What was so funny about that? " you're acting all immature and weird, I'll go order an extra bed for myself." I said confidently and walked out of the suite, slamming the door a bit.
I don't know if I'll survive this honeymoon trip with Gabriella. She's really annoying. "Don't do this!", "Don't do that!"
Ugh! Now that she's gone to the reception counter to order an extra bed, I have some peace of mind. There was a big flat screen television in our suite which was awesome. You could even play Playstation games! Double the awesome.
Twenty heavenly minutes later, Gabriella came back to the suite.
"Ordered a bed for myself! Hmph!" She grunted. I paid to attention to her. I focused on the TV.
I have no idea what her problem is. But I do know that her mission is to make me feel miserable. I'm not going to let that happen! It's my vacation. I won't let her ruin it. I'm going to have the time of my life! I don't need to bother about her.
"What the hell is this?" Gabriella asked.
I turned to her. I realized they were... protections.
"Condoms." I answered calmly.
"Why the hell did you bring them along? Bolton if you try to do anything I swear I'll..."
"What? I didn't bring them! I would never sleep with you even if you were the last woman on this planet! I thought we both understood that already." I said.
"If you didn't then..."
"Maybe you did." I said, grinning devilishly. "Busted, Montez. Maybe you're not that innocent after all." I told her.
"How could you! I would never! The thought itself disgusts me! Yuck!" She pretended to barf.
"If you say so." I laughed. "And for your information, those things are from the hotel. It's a honeymoon suite, so what do you expect?"
She blushed.
Okay, I should've known they were from the hotel. I feel so embarrassed. Anyway, I didn't want to stay in the same room as Troy so I went down to the beach on my own while he ate chips and watched TV.
Those aren't the things you're supposed to be doing on a vacation! I mean, honeymoon. Whatever.
I wore short jeans that came down until my knees and a sleeveless top and a hat.
I wasn't going to swim. I just wanted to breathe beach air.
I went down to the beach with a novel. I sat down on a large rock and started reading Wuthering Heights for the third time. I even ordered a glass of orange juice which was delivered to me within a minute.
I sipped some orange juice as the beach winds blew past me. The sound of waves crashing against rocks was music to my ears. It eased my tensions. My mind was at peace.
And then woosh! Someone had pushed me and I'd fallen into the water below with a big splash. I shrieked. I went deep down into the ocean. When I'd swum up to the surface, I spotted Troy laughing his head off on the big rock I was sitting on. This made me red. Red with anger. I was mad. This was it. This was the last straw!
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