I woke up the next morning hoping Kevin would still be lying beside me. As usual he was already gone. He always left before I woke up. He said he didn’t want to be there if Alex came back. Still one day I hope to wake up and he be lying beside me.
I rubbed my eyes in an attempt to wake up. My eyes were red and swollen from crying so much the night before. I yawned and climbed out of bed. I wasn’t sure what time we had to get together for breakfast so I decided to take a shower. I walked into the living room part of the hotel room to get my suitcase.
“Have fun last night Nicky?” Alex sneered from his place on the couch.
I stopped dead in my tracks and held my breath. Alex got up and slowly started to walk across the room to where I stood. I backed away from him and ran into the wall.
“What were you doing with Kevin, Nicky? Do you think you can just cheat on me and get away with it?” Alex asked almost psychotically.
“What do you mean?” I asked him softly. I swallowed and shifted my eyes to the floor. The look in his eyes was scaring me. He wasn’t acting normal. He was capable of anything when he was like this.
“Don’t play dumb with me Nicky,” Alex said his eyes darkening. “I saw him leave here. Now what the hell were you doing in here? Am I not good enough for you that you have to sleep with Kevin behind my back”
“I wasn’t cheating on you. All we did was watch movies I swear Alex,” I pleaded with him. I felt his fist connect with my eye first then I felt It hit my jaw and bottom lip. I immediately crumpled to the floor.
“Don’t lie to me! Don’t freaking lie to me Nickolas. I know what went on here last night and you need to be punished for it! Now get up off the floor now!” Alex yelled his voice full of rage.
Slowly I managed to struggle to my feet only to be knocked down again by his fist in my stomach. I hugged myself tightly when I felt his foot connect with my chest. I hugged myself tighter and willed myself not to cry. He kicked me a couple times in the chest and then lost interest and walked into the bedroom.
I felt sick.
My stomach was in knots and it hurt to breathe. I could feel my lip bleeding. My ribs hurt. I figured one or two of them were broken from him kicking me so hard. I laid there on the floor for a long time.
Alex emerged from the bedroom some time later to meet the guys for breakfast, but I remained on the floor. Alex would make up some excuse for me not being there. He always did.
I laid on the floor and cried my shower long forgotten.