HOTEL CALIFORNIA
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Flashback

MEARA WAS SITTING ON THE COUCH OF David's hotel room waiting for him to dress himself up. She had met him two weeks earlier, as he had stayed at the hotel hoping to get away from his life in Kansas.

He had approached her in the bar of the hotel and he had seen she had been crying, he took pity on her and went to comfort her. But it ended in the two of them sleeping together that night and David overstaying his stay for one week more. The two of them started dating and were perfectly fine, but David had received a call from his boss telling him he had to return.

That didn't make Meara happy and the two got into a fight. Meara sat there looking straight ahead with a monotone look on her face. David's footsteps soon were heard making his way out of the bedroom, but Meara frowned when she heard the sound of a suitcase following him.

"You're leaving?" She asked him not looking up, he sighed.

"I need to go to my work, you can come with me." He told her, she shook her head and he rubbed his face with his hands in frustration. "Well then I'm sorry, but I have to leave." He started walking to the door, but she stood in front of him. She looked at him with a sad smile.

"Do you love me?" She questioned him, with a sad yet hopeful smile.

"I do love you, baby. But I need to go." He told her, extending his hand out to caress her cheek.

"If you truly love someone you don't leave them." She told him clenching her jaw in anger.

David sighed again, but took his suitcase and started making his way around her to the door again. When he went to turn the doorknob he felt something hit the back of his head. Before he could fall to the floor, Meara had grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him towards her.

She kissed him, as David was trying to push her away to no avail. She stopped the kiss and let him go, he fell to the floor. And stared up at her in confusion when he went to stand up, he started violently coughing. He started to cough up blood as she stood over him giggling, he looked down at the floor seeing the blood.

"A deathly kissed is what you deserved." She told him and leaned down to him. She grabbed his head making him look at her, he looked horrified. "You chose to wrong answer sweetheart, I'm going to have so much fun with you." She told him smirking.

Meara let him go and his body fell forward and into the pool of blood as he continued coughing. He soon felt tired and closed his eyes, she crossed her arms in accomplishment.

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