"Multiply Untitled Story by multiple writers" Part 4

This entry was written by Ann. The original can be found here.

 

Lea did not really fall in sleep. She was holding the key in her left hand, and tucked it in the pillow under her head. She knew exactly what was that for. She crossed her right arm over to Pablo's chest, and held him tighter, closer to herself. Time is short, she sighed slightly. 

She felt Pablo's hand that was under her neck, gently held her wrist and moved her arm away. He then carefully pulled his hand out for the curve of her neck. He got up and stood at balcony. She turned her face to look at him standing in the dark. He smoke a bit. Threw the cigratte down on the floor before he finished it, and stepped on it. It seemed like he thought of something. 

Pablo went to bathroom quietly, went out with something in his hand. Lea could not figure out what exactly it was. Squarish and flat. He put it down on the living room table, walked toward side of the bed Lea slept on. Lea was surprised that he was already dressed in a T-shirt and probably a pair of Jeans. He bended down and kissed Lea on her forehead. Lea lifted up her hands and held on to his neck, "You are going out, now?".

"I will be back in a minute" He padded on Lea's nose, and lowered down to her lips. "Just sleep on a while more".

Pablo left with that 'thing' he took out from the bathroom. 

Lea waited for another 10 minutes before she washed up and dressed up herself. She took out the key and put it in her purse. before she closed on her purse, she saw the tiny pistol she always brought along wherever she went. How would I wished I could be any other girl, who could raise up a family for the one she fell in love deeply. She smile, yes, she has fallen in love with him. She shouldn't but she did. That was not in the plan.

She held tight to her purse and closed the hotel room door behind her. She turned back and touched on the number plate. I would remember these few months for the rest of my life. She told herself. 

Walked down through the corridor with firm steps, she knew, she needed to do it, no matter how unwilling she was...