Just A Roommate

Chapter 18

*later in the night*

I was woken up to the sound of a door slam. Startled, I sat up, and noticed I was covered in bubbles from my bath. I stood up and grabbed one of a towels from the shelf and wrapped it around myself, and opened the bathroom door. I sat Jack, sitting on the bed, rubbing his temples. I walked over to him and stood in front of him, not wanting to sit down and make the bed wet.

"Hey babe, what's wrong?" I asked. He grabbed me by my hips and sat me down on his lap.

"Nothing to worry about." he said. I could smell a hint of alcohol in his breath.

"Please just tell me," I said, "I want to know." I felt his hand go higher up my leg, I grabbed it, stopping him. "Tell me." I said sternly.

"My manager dropped me today." he answered, taking a deep sigh. "He said I couldn't work on music, and vine at the same time. He says I can't handle both at the same time and I had to choose one."

"What the fuck?" I said, "That's so pathetic! Of course you can. You can't handle it? Of course you can, you already have for like what a year?"

"I hate him so much sometimes." he said, he moved his hand higher up my thigh. I stopped him before he could go under the towel.

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"I need to do something to relieve my stress, cmon babe." he said.

"I'm in a towel."

"I don't care. It's just easier for me." he said, kissing my neck.

"Jack.... Please, not now..." I said. I love him, he's my boyfriend, but I'm still a virgin. And I was scared of it.

"Fine," He said, pushing me off his lap. I caught my balance and stood up. And I watched as he stomped out the door, slamming the door behind him. I sighed. I walked into the bathroom and closed the doors. I drained the water in the bathtub then took my towel off, and dried myself off. I put on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I walked out and sat on the edge of the bed. Then instantly, i heard a knock on the door. I walked up and opened the door to see Cam. "Hey." he said. "I heard a door slam, is everything all right?" he asked, concerned.

"Jack's just in a bad mood." I said, sighing.

"Wanna talk about it?" he asked, gesturing his hand asking if he could come in. I nodded and he walked in, and sat on the edge of the bed. I walked over and sat down next to him. "What's up?" Cam asked, holding onto my hand. My face felt like it was getting hot. My stomach was getting all weird again...