The Roommate (The Camgirl Part 2)

Part LXVII: Just Fucking Do It

LXVII: Blake and Marie

Blake

Being awake was the worst. Blake had stayed up way too late, and she practically threw her phone across the room when it tore her from a dream of Liam holding her while he fucked her, and telling her that he loved her.

Blake was pissed, she felt gross, and she was fucking horny and unsatisfied again.

Morning wood is probably awkward, but it doesn't hold a candle to this.

Blake tried to push through it. After going to the bathroom, splashing some cold water on her face and between her legs to wake up and get her vagina to calm down, she went through her morning stretching and calisthenics routine, trying to focus on that and make herself feel just a bit better.

It worked for a little while, but by the time she'd finished and gotten some of her new crunchy protein cereal and brought it back to her room, Blake felt shitty again.

She wanted to be with Liam, not alone sadly eating cereal in her room. It was healthy cereal, so it didn't even taste that good.

A part of her just wanted to call Liam, tell him she was sorry, and to get his ass over here the second Marie left so she could spend the rest of their time left until Winter Break with him.

She couldn't, though. She was sorry, but something just felt...wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Blake gritted her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut.

Why do I have to fucking be like this?

She knew why. It was pretty fucking textbook, but she had to be better than that. Liam deserved better than that.

And so do I.

Opening up her phone, Blake went to her favorites, but didn't hover over Liam's name.

Just fucking do it. She'll help you feel better.

Blake clenched her jaw so hard it hurt. She pressed her fingers to her forehead and took another deep breath, and forced her finger to the screen.

It started ringing, and Blake let out an exhausted sigh. Even if she hung up now, Chloe would see it and just call back.

Chloe picked up after three rings.

"Hey, girl. You still here, or you just getting home?"

Blake took a deep breath; Chloe's voice made a smile tug at her lips.

"Blake?"

So did her friend's concern.

"Something...happened yesterday," Blake forced out.

She told Chloe everything: what happened after her final, her fight with Liam, her frustrating conversation with her roommates, and even about her angry-fuck fantasy. By the end of it all, she felt exhausted.

"Wow," Chloe said, "That's a lot."

"Yeah," Blake said, putting a hand to her chest. Her heart was beating a bit faster than usual, and she felt out of breath.

It was finally out, though. She'd told someone who would actually understand everything that she was feeling.

That was what it took for her to realize what she'd done.

"I fucked up, didn't I?"

Chloe sighed, "Just a bit."

Blake took a deep breath, closing her eyes, "Fuck."