HauntedHotel Entry 23 - The Freakish Roadside Hotel Tale

It was a chilled day, been in and out of the fridge.
Drugs in and out of my system but I never used a syringe.
My girl loves a jungle adventure and yet she doesn't judge.
Her mind is like a hotel so i'm permanently lodged in the urge.
All we ever wanted was to make music but we never had the capital.
Just another black city boy with his girl riding north to the capital.
Life is a movie, knock knock.. Baby it's time to run away, she said calmly.
Gothically merged souls, let's make history like the starks but without family.
About to leave the world we built... Going on a quest my head refused.
My heart screams YES!!! While her eyes reduce to seduce, my eyes approve.
We've been driving for long, she got my back, no going back, no paper trail.
GOSH! It's 2AM, my ride just stopped in the middle of nowhere like I'm Eustace.
She scared, usually I'm cowardly but tonight I got courage.
"Baby, we'll be fine... I just need to check the engine"... I said. Nothing was wrong with the car as far as I could tell.
I tell her that and now she's more frightened, what the hell?
"Look up ahead, i think that's a motel or a hotel or whatever"... She said rather scared. "I'm sure we've got enough cash to spend the rest of this cruel night, let's begin the hustle in the morning", she added. I said 'okay', because I was scared too.
Usually I'm not scared but the night was strange like we just met.
And the street doesn't sleep on a stranded prey, how much more two.
So we headed to this hotel a mile away.
Two freaks heading to a freakish Roadside Hotel.
Inside me cried as I saw the receptionist... Not just because of how old she was or the fact that she looked like the witch in a Harry Potter tale.
Had to keep it all inside as we approached the counter cautiously.
"Hey, me and frien..." "Shhh... You are stranded and need a place for the night, right"?.. The old lady asked slowly. "Yes, but how did you know'? I asked. 'Do you read minds like a nerd"? I continued. She smiled and turned to my girl and asked 'how old is your pregnancy"?
Damn! "Could the night get any worse"? I asked my instincts.
"Baby, I just found out yesterday and wanted it to be a surprise"... She cried so innocently. "Is it even mine"? I whispered aloud. "Of course!" she screamed as tears dropped from her eyes. "It's okay, I love you" I uttered before turning back to the old lady. She said there was only one room left and fate chose us... Me, my girl and our baby.
"What room" I asked rather cautiously. "101c" the old lady whispered. Fuck! I was thinking of writing a horror story about a room 101c to try and raise some funds.
Now I'm here in my write up of a work I never wrote.
I wish this was a dream so i wouldn't have to see the end... Because if I wrote this it wouldn't end well.
Then the old lady says "you don't have to pay, he's there, he dances with the devil in his dream and wakes up hearing the same song,
My soul is feeling empty, when you see him please tell the reaper to come and kill me".
My girl holds me tighter as she whispers "let's leave here".
We turn around and dash to the doors but they were locked suddenly.
I think we're trapped in agony, The old lady laughs out loud like it's funny, my girl is sick in her tummy.
We both managed to force our way into the nearest room and locked ourselves in.
I looked outside th window and the streetlights were gone.
Then i leaned closer to the window to have a second look and i noticed claw marks on the window as though something was perching there.
My girl looked scared as the piano began to play sweet melody whilst no one was playing.
I whispered to my girl "Jane, don't be scared, ghosts don't exist".
"But Twarez, You're dead" she replied.

• Written by Twarez of Trillville.