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Kimberly Garcia

Short Story, Fiction

By Angel AguilarPublished 3 years ago 3 min read

It was another Friday sunny morning and I ended up in another stranger's bed, (yet again). I hope Ashley doesn't kill me with a look like she usually does. I look around to find my clothes thrown all over the floor with my keys and wallet lost in this guy's room. And the worst thing is, I don't even know his name, but he seems to remember mine. As I roll off the bed slowly away from him to then stand up and tiptoe around his bed to collect my items. I searched for my keys and wallet to only find that my wallet is under his pillow and my keys are on his side of the nightstand. I look at my watch to see that it's 6:15. but, I have work at 8:00 sharp so I have to hurry! I slowly and gently nudged his head slightly to the right so I could slip my black diamond-embellished Chanel wallet out of there, and I grabbed my keys and ran out with my heels, blonde extensions, and phone hugging each item to my chest closely as I walked out the door hoping I didn't wake him. I checked my watch again and saw the time was now 6:25 and I haven't showered or got ready for work. Then I thought, how unrealistic it was to try to make it home and make it on time to work. So I sat in my pearl white Honda Accord just waiting for a rational idea to pop into my mind thinking how could I pull this off? my thoughts varied very quickly, I would go from one idea to another within seconds and not presently knowing my thoughts are racing. "Kimberly, wait!" oh shit, he woke up! I quickly started the engine and I drove several blocks down and landed on Butterfly Highway. I drove 12 minutes to get here. as I'm driving I see a giant billboard that says Motel on exit 9 which is the next exit, so i take exit 9 and drove up to the motel. It seemed decent enough but I couldn't expect it to be this luxurious place. it's a motel... I parked my car and luckily I had a chance to clean myself up and I even have emergency clothing in my trunk. I make my way into the Motel called Strawberry and I told the man at the front desk I need a room for no more than 15-20 minutes top. this fool still charged me a full price of 89$. I had no time to bicker with him back and forth so I paid in full. he gave me a key to room 9 as I walk down the hallway to reach my room door, all I can see are dinghy-dimmed lights going down the corridor. once I enter the room the first thing I notice is a tape with the shape of a body. I hear a noise that sounds like mice or a mouse but I really couldn't tell the difference then a mouse came out of nowhere, bumped into my heel then it was just running around. This place is filthy as I crawled in my skin. I went to check out the bathroom and it seemed pretty standard and without an awful odor so I let the shower run and as I took a shower a roach appeared on the bathroom tub walking down the sides. As soon as I saw that, I jumped up straight and walked out of the bathroom leaving the water to run in it. So I didn't take a shower but still dressed up for work. this time, when I checked my watch it was now 7:10. and I have to adjust my silky strawberry blonde lace front to my head, throw on my perfume, and outfit on. All I could imagine is the look on Carl's face when he sees me today.

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Angel Aguilar

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