Andy

Someone switches on the light. “You can't sleep now, are you serious?”

I shoot the blanket and sit up straight.
“Look woman. Just because I had once upon a time came too close to you or maybe touched you in some way which was not supposed to be taken seriously, even put you in bed, which by the way wasn't my decision whatsoever, blah, blah, blah doesn't mean you keep running into my room and fucking into my privacy and putting your damn hands on my stuff! Just forget me okay! Let me sleep for fuck's sake.” I go back to bed. I would enjoy some entertainment, especially when a girl is already in my room but I guess I'm too spoiled to care.

“I... Shut up, dumbass. You know what, I don't like you. Or your friends. How cruel can you be? I could almost be raped by that ba-bastard! Not to mention I got humiliated to the core today... and you're just going to sleep?” Her high pitched voice rants. She's obviously not used to swearing at all. Such an open book... and a pain in the ass. There are bitches openly off theirs vaginas and here she is embarassed, clutching her blouse for dear life.

Did she called me a dumbass?

I sigh, rubbing my eyes and hop of the bed. “Damn you stubborn woman. Didn't you see, I hit him. You got your revenge, okay?” I mutter as a frown etches on her face. I take a swig of water from the red cup.

Fuck.

I spit the liquid, staining the carpet and rush towards the small fridge. That was fucking alcohol! Opening a can of apple juice, I gulp the contents and try to eradicate the taste from my tongue.

“You don't drink?” She questions again with evident surprise.
I tug at my hair in frustration and restrain myself from screaming my lungs out. Instead, I calmly warn her, “Go. Back. Home.” I look at her finally. Her eyes slip my gaze and for a second I feel something for her. She looks so... tired.

“I-I cant. I mean I live with Stacy. For now. I don't have the keys nor does she and she's passed out. It's like I'm the only one alive in this building besides you.” Suddenly I remember the first time I talked to her at the party.

I can't go back.

“Then sleep on the ground. I have no problem, just don't make this a habit.” I shrug. Her jaw visibly drops and I couldn't help myself but eye her. I observe her ball her fists at her sides as she marches towards me. I stand my ground, taking it as a challenge.

“Look, even I know how to throw a punch or two. Or even how to teach a guy a good lesson. But no way I'm gonna sleep on the ground. You sleep.” She yells, jabbing her finger at my chest and enters the bathroom.
Girl wants to pee.
I chuckle, slightly taken aback. She can pin someone like me on a bed but can't protect herself from a drunkard. She sure is someone.

I slip into my loose jeans, leather black jacket and a black tee from the floor and grab onto my keys and boots as she comes out, locking the door behind her. I freeze for a second when I see her in my black Avenged Sevenfold T-shirt that's too many sizes too big for her.

“Uh.. Follow me.”
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I step out of my black Mustang under the dark, starry sky and stomp my way towards the building, hearing the tapping footsteps of the girl behind. The crunching of leaves on the gravel is heard as she hastily jogs, rubbing her hands in the freezing winter of Cincinnati. “You could have told me that for an unknown reason you have the keys to her dorm room?” She mutters.

I don't reply, just pace forth without looking at her.
How do you tell a thirteen year old that Stacy and I were fuck buddies without any offence? Walking straight, my eyes peek at her long pale legs beside me. They look strong... and attractive and I wouldn’t mind to rest them on my shoulder.
She's just too bitchy for my liking.

We reach the mahogany door as I grab the keys out. “You know what, I guess it's only your skyscraper high ego and good looks that's your problem but in a way, you're not bad.”
I smile.

“Is that your way to thank me?” I smirk, facing her. The lock clicks open.

“I never thanked you, you know.” She shakes her head nonchalantly with a genuine smile.
My eyes dart away from her's when a sudden thought floods into my head. Everything reaches at a sudden abeyance, my hand still clutching the key.

What am I doing...

A few moments go by. She stands there, sceptically. Something grows in me as I clench my jaw, clutching the key hard as if almost trying to snap it into pieces. The crack of the handle breaking echoes in the hallway, piercing into the silence as I turn on my heel. I pin her to the wall in the opposite within a slick movement. She let's out a gasp. I look straight into her eyes, leaning more closer and breath into her scent. “Enough. Listen...” Tears start to brim in her eyes.
“Kellie.” She provides staring at me intently, lips parted.

Kellie. Kellie.
I let loose of my balled fist and walk away.

Notes

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