The room was filled with miscellaneous garbage from empty beer cans to streamers to an over flowed bath tub. The room was a disaster, though you could tell who ever had been there had a fun night, a night to remember of course if you didn’t black out from so much alcohol. Early morning summer sun showed through the large window of the Hotel Suite, brightly lighting the room. The distant ringing of a cell phone danced throughout the large hotel room. Emerson’s dark raven hair was a mess around her pail porcelain. Her black eyeliner smeared as if she had been crying, making faded tear trails down her soft pink colored cheeks. Still dressed in last night’s attire as she started to stir.
The room was silenced again as the phone stooped ringing, but yet again the room was filled with the upbeat tone of the phone. Emmy’s left hand reached to her face as she used her hand to cover her face. She groaned from the stabbing migraine. She opened closed her eyes a few times as they adjusted to the brightness of the room. Then she sat up taking in the room, quickly realizing that this wasn’t her room.
“Kimmy? Dana?” she called for her friends but no one answered she glanced around a bit more. “Well at least it looks like we had…” she whispered to herself trailing off as she realized the large diamond ring on a certain special finger. “Oh shit.” She whispered quickly getting up as she tried to collect her things that seemed to be spread out across the large suite. Finally reaching her phone.
14 missed calls
3 voicemails
2 texts
“blocked, blocked, blocked.” She repeated out loud as she went down the list. She decided to check her voicemails next.
“Listen sweetheart you and that boyfriend of yours are dead when we find you,did you really think you were going to get away with stealing our drug money…” the voicemail cut off leaving Emmy slightly freaked out, but more confused.
She listened to the next one it was from the guy she had met down stairs last night. That’s about all she could remember was meeting that guy, then her friends taking off with his friends. He was giving her the location to where he was and she knew if she wanted to find out anything it would probably be smart to start with him, she thought as she jotted down the information.
The room was silenced again as the phone stooped ringing, but yet again the room was filled with the upbeat tone of the phone. Emmy’s left hand reached to her face as she used her hand to cover her face. She groaned from the stabbing migraine. She opened closed her eyes a few times as they adjusted to the brightness of the room. Then she sat up taking in the room, quickly realizing that this wasn’t her room.
“Kimmy? Dana?” she called for her friends but no one answered she glanced around a bit more. “Well at least it looks like we had…” she whispered to herself trailing off as she realized the large diamond ring on a certain special finger. “Oh shit.” She whispered quickly getting up as she tried to collect her things that seemed to be spread out across the large suite. Finally reaching her phone.
14 missed calls
3 voicemails
2 texts
“blocked, blocked, blocked.” She repeated out loud as she went down the list. She decided to check her voicemails next.
“Listen sweetheart you and that boyfriend of yours are dead when we find you,did you really think you were going to get away with stealing our drug money…” the voicemail cut off leaving Emmy slightly freaked out, but more confused.
She listened to the next one it was from the guy she had met down stairs last night. That’s about all she could remember was meeting that guy, then her friends taking off with his friends. He was giving her the location to where he was and she knew if she wanted to find out anything it would probably be smart to start with him, she thought as she jotted down the information.