Chapter Two

The last bit of movement finally stopped just as Rosalyn was opening the door. She was instantly hit with a the thick humidity that was trapped inside the small quarters. The scent of sex and cigarrettes washed over her as if it had been trying to escape the whole time. She stood there a moment, partly to air out the stuffy trailer but mostly to regain control of her emotions. She didn't want Bryce to see her hurt, all he would say was that she was imagining things and her insecurities were getting the best of her. This wasn't the first time he's cheated on her and sadly it wouldn't be the last. Breathing out heavely Rosalyn climbed up the small trailer steps and into the little kitchen/dining room area where she found the homeowners daughter sitting.

"Hi Lyn," she said innocently. Everyone called her Lyn. Rosalyn was too formal and Rosie reminded her of her childhood she refused to remember. Some, but very few, called her Rosa. For you to call her by that name meant you were important to Lyn. It meant she had let down her guard and allowed you to get to know the mysterious Rosalyn Vargas and her many personalities she had. Lyn was complicated too understand and read, but that's because she suffered from a borderline personality disorder. No one really knew that except the few who called her Rosa. Because Rosa was the personality that was all of them in a harmonous order. She was the main personality apart from Lyn. Lyn was the bitch personality. And Lyn was pissed.

"Oh hi Deserie, how are you?" Lyn asked sarcastically. Deserie was the daughter of the women who let Bryce and her move their trailer in her backyard. After Bryce got the truck taken they were not able to just park it for a couple days on the side of a street and move it as they needed to. They had gotten the tiny trailer impounded not thar long ago, it cost Lyn almost all her savings to get it out after she had spent six days in a motel. It wasn't registered, the truth was Bryce had stole it. However she was about to lie to the innocently yard and dry that she was building it from scratch so it wouldn't have a serial number to it. They either felt bad for her or they didn't want to deal with the inconvenience of having to store it so they released it to her.

Bryce, who was sitting up on their bed was smoking a cigarette. As he flicked the ash to the floor he looked at Lyn and asked her rudely,"So what are you doing here, don't you have to be on your way to that temp job?" " No, I'm not going. I guess you can say I quit that job. " replied Lyn. "What do you mean you quit? How do you expect to pay her mom rent next week Lyn?" Bryce motioned towards Deserie as he spoke. "I got hired by Fairland Hotels today as their new front desk supervisor. I start Friday at 7:45.AM." retorted Lyn. "Yeah and how much does this one pay?" Bryce asked greedily. Lyn was disgusted by Bryce.

She walked past Deserie towards Bryce to sit down next to him on the bed. Just as she was about to sit she saw the used condom sticking out from underneath the blanket. Her heart shattered. Acting like she didn't notice it she quickly got up and walked to the the little fridge they had for the trailer. She opened the door which swung out towards Bryce, covering her sight as well. Bryce quickly grabbed the condom and put it in his pocket. "That was close" he thought, but little did he know Lyn intentionally got up so he could dispose of it.

So it didn't look suspicious, Lyn grabbed a bottle of water and went to sit across from Deserie. Bryce stared at her for a moment, then repeated his question, "So how much does this one pay you, Lyn?" "If I remember correctly, my pay would be $22.00 an hour with an annual bonus." answered Lyn. She sat across Deserie not looking at him as she drank her water. She was devastated and disgusted by the whole atmosphere. All Bryce cared about was his much he could mooch off of her. "And you start this Friday? Is this hotel close or is it kinda far?" Deserie asked with a devious smile on her face. Lyn looked up at her and gave her a full evaluation and compared her against herself.

Deserie was about an inch taller than Lyn, who was exactly five foot three inches. Lyn had the body most women dreamed for. She was had a perfect hour glass shape. She was petite but curvaceous. Deserie had more of a square shape to her. She wasn't fat, but she wasn't skinny either. Her face was plain sp she caked on her makeup, attempting to add some detail to it. The ending result was a Ru Paul look-a-like instead. She had wide set, almond shaped dark brown eyes. Her eyebrows were highly arched and thin. Her nose was pointy and she had a wide mouth with thin lips. Lyn on the other hand had big hazel green eyes surrounded by full long lashes. Her nose was small and round at the tip. Her eyebrows were winged and full. She had a an oblong shaped face with high cheeck bones and a small mouth with plump lips. She didn't have exactly full lips, but they fit her face perfect. She didn't need makeup but when she did wear it she turned heads. Actually, she always got noticed with our without trying. Many confused her for being Caucasian. But she got her fair looks and Hazel green eyes from her parental grandfather. Her was blond haired with green eyes. Pure Spaniard blood. Why Bryce cheated on her was a mystery.

Deserie began feeling uncomfortable as Lyn completed her comparison of the two. Bryce, who was getting nervous about Lyn's behavior began getting irritated and defensive. He then angrily asked her, "Why are you looking at her like that? What? Do you think we were doing something?" "No Bryce. I started to, but after looking harder I didn't see no threat. Why? Am I bothering you?" Lyn snapped backed. Deserie clearly offended got up and left the trailer. "Wow Lyn, you really are full of yourself. You always think you're so hot don't you?" Bryce criticized. "As a matter of fact I do." Lyn got up from the table and looked around. "Where's Jerky?" She asked. Bryce shrugged his shoulders, then answered, "He was crying to go outside so I let him out before Deserie stopped by." Lyn scolded him Seth her eyes, "You mean hi their him out so you could fuck that drag queen looking twinkie," right Lyn. She quickly exited the traiker and started to look for her five months old puppy.