.Chapter 2 : Red Star HotelIt was a warm and moist Sunday evening when Stacey arrived at the Red Star hotel. Her flight had been nothing less then lux...rious, never before had she flown a first class seat. And like anybody else, she adored the pampering she received from being in the top of the food chain on the AA flight.She got picked up by Brent, a friendly good looking company employee who drove her in an expensive Maserati straight to the Hotel.Upon arrival she was greeted in the beautiful. " said Jess.It was about eight when he resurfaced, head pounding like Neal Peart's kick drum. The wig hair was plastered over his damp face; ironic, since only a short time before, he was the one that was plastered. Jess was on the phone and it sounded like it was to Jamie. She wasn't happy and by the tone of the conversation, neither was Jamie.Chris couldn't listen anymore, not that he could hear much. He could only hear what Jess was saying to Jamie about the state he was currently in.. Mein Vater schielte mich unter hängenden Augenlidern an und grunzte etwas, was ich nicht verstand, und Mama packte sich ihre linke, aus dem klaffenden Bademantel baumelnde Titte wieder ein, zog an einer halb aufgerauchten Zigarette, die im Aschenbecher schwelte, und sagte zu mir:"Was willsn du hier, Kleine, du mussoch schlafn!"Dann erst merkte sie, wie ich schlotterte, und zog mich aufs Sofa zu ihr. Sie hatte eine unglaubliche Fahne, drückte mich an ihren fetten Busen und sagte:"Shhh, Kleine,. I am ... Elissa Cousland.” I hadn’t said it out loud yet, and it felt strange. “I still want to go by Sierra though. That’s okay, right?”He hummed. “I think you can go by whatever name you please. I’d find it rather strange to start calling you Elissa, I admit.”I swung for a moment, the words I wanted to say stuck somewhere in my chest. “They...” I gestured at the book. “They loved me. They really did. I wasn’t abandoned, just ... lost.” I swallowed thickly.He held me tighter and kissed my.