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Jamie and Chelsea walked for miles until they got to a motel. It was ok, but it looked a little run down. They both went inside to check-in. There was a man, who looked like he was from India, by the way he talked, looked, and dressed. He scared Chelsea.

"Do you have any rooms with two beds?" Jamie asks.

"Uh- no, no I'm sorry we don't have anymore. We only have one bed." the man said, which was hard for them to understand because of his strong accent. Jamie and Chelsea looked at each other and nodded.

Jamie paid for it and grabbed the key. Chelsea was in no mood for climbing up stairs, but they didn't have an elevator like where Matt had stayed. Once they reached the room door, Jamie took the key to open it, pushing the door open. It was pitch dark in there.

"You go in first. This place gives me the creeps!" Chelsea said.

"Relax, I'm sure there's a light... in here... some where?" Jamie replied, looking everywhere for a light. "I'm afraid we have no lights."

"What?!? Are you kidding me?" Chelsea blurts out.

"Hold on, the only light we have is in the bathroom," he stated, as he flips the light switch, letting the light halfway through the entire room. Chelsea walks in the room, letting the door slam behind, which made her jump a little.

"Where's the bed at?" Chelsea asked, trying to look over at Jamie, but it was too dark to see anything.

"I don't know, maybe the couch is a pull-out. Maybe that's what he means." Jamie responds to Chelsea. She thought he was nuts.

A brief silence went across room, as a giant cockroach about the size of your thumb, flew under the couch. Chelsea's eyes went wide.

"Oh my god, Jamie. Did you just see that?" she questioned.

"See what?" he asks.

"That cockroach the went under the couch. I ain't sleeping there!" she states, as she looks all over the big room for the bed. It was still a little dark, but they could see a little bit. To the right of where Chelsea was standing was a double size bed. It look like the only thing that was clean in the room. She moves over to the bed and sits on the edge and finds a lamp next to it. She turns it on. Now she could see almost everything in the room. Jamie sits down a foot away from her.

"Finally, I wasn't going to sleep there if it was the last thing I do," Chelsea says, plopping back onto the bed, resting her head on her pillow.

"Well, let's get some sleep, alright," he replies.

Jamie lays on the bed, not getting under the covers, just because Chelsea didn't wanna know what was under there. She turns off the light beside her and leaving the bathroom light on just so it wasn't so dark. After a while, they both fall asleep, with their arms around each other, but Chelsea was think of Matt of course, not Jamie.

Although it felt like minutes to the two of them, it was five o'clock in the morning when someone started pounding on their door, which startled them and sat up quickly, but quietly.

"Who would that be?" Chelsea whispered.

"I don't know, but it's late and that doesn't sound like a good sign." Jamie replied.

"Well, I'm afraid to answer it." she said.

"I'll go see who it is," he suggested.

"No wait!" she stopped him, as he looked over at her. "Just stay here; no one should be pounding at our door at this hour. It can wait till morning, right?"

"Ok," Jamie agreed, but the pounding just got louder and louder. Who ever it was, just didn't want to leave.

(Authors Note: Who is it? Don't forget to rate and comment and I'll have 22 out sometime, ok? Thanks y'all!)