[whitexsuicide]

Amelia Marie Diederich

When Amelia heard his words it caught her off guard, he never said anything like that before. She was speechless until he started to laugh at himself. Her face started to redden as she realized that it was stupid of her to think that he would actually like her.

She saw that he started to take off his pants and she quickly turned around. She didn't want see anything she wasn't ready for. She perked to his information on a red head. "Did you find her where abouts, yet?" he answered her question with pretty much with a later. "Okay, but you better tell me, alright?" She gave him a smile. Living with him didn't seem like such a bad idea in her mind. Just no more drinking. "Let's get this done with for today. I'm not looking forward to cleaning those sheets." She gave him smile, and followed him out the door. She locked the room and kept the key. "Let me know when you are finished ok. I'll be in one of these rooms up here."

She went to the closet and grabbed a bucket, broom, and a scrub brush. "Let's get this over with." She said in a small soft voice. She went to the first room, which was number one. She knocked. "Room service!" No one answered. She tried to open the door and it worked. It was unlocked. She took a look around the room, which was empty, to see what had to be done. It was a one bed room, just like the one they were staying in, but much dirty. "I guess i should get started." She sighed, going into the bathroom, which was even worst then the room with the bed in it. She filled the bucket up with water adding a touch of soap from the soap bar in the room.
She started with the bathroom and worked her way to out to the bed room. The bathroom sparkled and with that she emptied the dirty water down the drain. At least they had some sort of plumbing. She left the bucket empty so she could put the trash into it. Once all the bottles and other things were picked up, she swept up the room. Next was the sheets. Pulling everything off carefully so she didn't get anything on her. The room was finished. She went out to the hall, seeing how many more rooms she had to clean. To her luck there was only six and number four was their room, which she knew didn't need to be cleaned. She started on the next few rooms which were all empty, gathering all the sheets together. She soon knew she would have to clean them manually. She sighed once more but kept doing her job, until she got to the last two rooms, which is when her stomach started to bother her. She had no dinner last night and now no breakfast. She put on new sheets in the three rooms and went down stairs to maybe get some type of food.

She brushed off the sweat on her forehead. "Do we have anything to eat I am starving!" She sat down in front of the bar and stared up at Donnie. He looked nice in his work outfit.