|| Hazel ||
We made it to Seminole before I told Luke that we needed to rest. Every time I would tell him to stop to sleep, he refused. Finally, he caved in and we pulled up to a Best Western. He had replaced his leather jacket with a light blue denim jacket. I blew a strand of my curly brown hair out of my face as I stumbled out of the car. I stretched my legs out as my feet finally hit solid ground after hours of being in the truck.
"We should've stopped sooner," I told Luke.
He only ignored my question and continued walking. I huffed in frustration and walked behind him. I sometimes had to run to keep up with him since his legs were longer than mine. We walked into the hotel lobby. The man behind the register was typing away on the Windows computer in front of him. He didn't even look up when we approached the desk.
"Hello, welcome to Best Western Plus, how may I help you today?" He asked.
"Do you have a bedroom with two beds available?" Luke asked.
The man looked back down to the computer and typed some more. His eyes scanned the screen but occasionally fell down to the keyboard, "Yes, we have one room available with two queen beds. Is that good?"
"That's fine," Luke replied.
After the occasional hotel check-in procedure was over the man finally gave us the two keys.
"Your room is on the third floor. The pool closes at 12 AM, room service is available and breakfast will be served from 8 AM to 11 AM. Enjoy your stay."
Luke took the keys and mumbled a simple, "Thanks."
I smiled apologetically at the man, "Thank you so much." I followed Luke to the elevator and entered it before it could close. I leaned against the elevator wall and pulled my phone out. My phone's notifications were blowing up from all the missed calls. I sighed and shoved it back into my pocket.
The doors soon slid open and Luke and I stepped out. We walked down the long hallway and passed a women and her two kids. She put her hands on her children's shoulders and quickly steered them away from Luke. He saw, but only raised an eyebrow. I frowned. Luke's hand fell at his side and I saw a bit of his sleeve tattoos exposed from the denim jacket. I realized that the women was judging Luke by his looks. She thought he was dangerous, she wasn't wrong, but still.
I didn't realize Luke stopped walking before I crashed into his back. I took a step back, "Sorry."
"You're fine," he replied before opening the door. He stepped inside and I quickly followed. I closed the door behind me and examined the small hotel room. Surely enough two beds were neatly made. Fresh robes were in the closet. A TV was sitting on a small dresser.
"I'm gonna crash," Luke said.
"Okay, that's fine," I replied.
He fell on the bed and was asleep almost instantaneously. I blew air out of my lips and sat on my own bed, I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. Finally when I found something interesting, I leaned back against the headboard and relaxed.
Four hours later Luke was still asleep and my stomach growled loudly. I didn't want to wake Luke but I also didn't want to go alone. Drinking water only helped a little bit. I groaned as I clutched my stomach for the third time in the last thirty minutes.
I finally decided to get some food. There has to be some local fast food restaurants near by, I said to myself. Luke was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful. I bit my lip and grabbed a spare key before slowly opening the door and stepping into the hallway. I wouldn't dare take the truck, I'd rather walk.
After making my way back to the lobby, I went to the register desk where a women now stood behind the computer. She wore a white blouse and black dressing pants. Her red hair made her crimson red lipstick pop. She smiled nicely at me when I approached her.
"Hello, I was wondering if there were any restaurants near by," I said.
"Yes," She pulled out a small map of the city and circled various locations, "These are all the fast-food restaurants. I highly recommend La Taqueria because they have some of the best Mexican food!"
I smiled and took the map, "Thank you."
"You're welcome sweetheart," She said.
I looked at the map as I exited the lobby. The warm Texan air immediately ridding my body of the cool it had. La Taqueria was just four blocks away. I frowned and made my way to the traffic light.
|| Luke ||
My eyes opened. The sun was still out, but started going down. The TV was on and playing an old MTV show. I groggily pushed myself up and got up. Hazel's bed was empty. I furrowed my eyebrows but didn't question it. She's probably in the bathroom.
I knocked on the bathroom door. No response.
"Hazel," I called.
I opened the door and it was empty. My heart sped up. Where is she? I pulled my phone out and called her but she didn't answer. Fuck, of all places, she chose Texas! I called Ashton.
"Luke," he said.
"Ashton, I need you to activate the tracker on Hazel's phone," I told him as I rushed out of the room.
"Why? What happened?" He asked.
"I fucking lost her," I replied.
"Where are you?"
"Oh shit, you better find her and quick. You know how the mafia is down there," he trailed off. "Ok, it's activated. We'll be at the headquarters tomorrow in the evening."
I hung up and saw the dot that was Hazel. She was on the move. Three blocks away. I sprinted down the hallway. Rounding a corner to the stairs because the elevator will take too long. My footsteps echoing off the walls. My heartbeat quickened at every step.
I bolted through the lobby, pushing my way past people, jumping over luggage bags. I took a deep breath as I stood by the traffic light. Waiting for it to give me the greenlight to walk. In my case run. Instead, I ignored it and ran through the cross walk when no car was passing.
I saw Hazel. She was holding a plastic bag that held a Styrofoam plate. I slowed down when I saw she was safe. She looked up and her eyes widened.
"Luke, what did you do?" she asked.
I was breathing heavily, "Don't ever do that again."
"I was hungry."
"You could've told me. Texas is dangerous as hell and I don't want anything happening to you," I said breathlessly.
"I'm sorry," She quietly said.
I took another deep breath and motioned for her to walk. She shuffled her feet.
"What's so bad about Texas?" She asked.
"Lots of the gangs here, they hate me. So they'll do anything to try to weaken me. For example, this puts you at risk because they will start thinking that we have a thing. This leads to your kidnapping-again-because they want to get to me in their sick ways," I explain.
"That makes sense," She said. her voice shaky.
"I won't let anything happen to you," I said. She looked at me. Her hazel, almost golden colored eyes bore into mine. They looked that of a lamb. A helpless lamb that you couldn't reject. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
I averted my gaze and focused ahead of me. I couldn't be distracted by another pretty girl.