I'd Kill You First: when bad meets bad

Chap. 6

KEENON:

It was two o'clock in the morning three days later, and I hadn't seen my roommate again. Sure I heard her come in sometimes late at night, but other than that, it was like she didn't exist. It was fine with me though. Her absence allowed me to bring home as many girls as I wanted without being disturbed.

I lay in my bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking about last night with Haley, the way she was all over me all night long. Sleeping with random girls was so much easier than sticking to one chick or doing the same girls several times. It made it easier to severe ties.

It was deathly quiet in the apartment as I looked around at my room. It had beige walls with a darker carpet and little furniture, no decorations at all. The whole apartment was like this though, empty and plain and seemingly not lived in. It was fine by me, I preferred to have no strings attached.

My head snapped to the side as I went rigid. I heard the door open and shut followed by soft footsteps as a shadow passed across the light beneath my door. She entered her room and all went back to being quiet. I sighed, giving up on ever getting to see her much.

I rolled over in bed and tried to sleep, needing the rest before training tomorrow, but being in a bed alone had been taking a toll on me lately. Having a different girl every night did an okay job of pushing my feelings down, but Andrea always popped into my head late at night as I lay awake, and I longed to be able to come home and get into bed with the same person every night.

Sleep finally took over thirty minutes, leaving me stuck in a land of nightmares.

•••••••

I walked out of the gym drenched in sweat and absolutely exhausted, more than ready to go back to the apartment and sleep. I dug my keys from my pocket and unlocked my truck to get in, thoughts wondering as I drove.

I had a fight coming up that weekend against an undefeated competitor, and to say I wasn't a little nervous would be a lie. I loved fighting, but if I lost, it would be devastating to my name in the ring.

I walked up the stairs to my apartment and unlocked the door, flopping my keys down and going to the fridge. The only thing in it was apple juice. I had figured out that my roommate did the grocery shopping for both of us, but there hadn't been any food for a few days. In fact, I hadn't even heard her come in or leave for a couple days now.

I hesitated, deciding I didn't care what she did, but curiosity got the best of me as I walked up to her bedroom door.

I knocked quietly and called through the door, "Hello?"

There was no response, so I assumed she wasn't even there. Just as I turned away, I heard a coughing fit come from the room.

"Hello?" I knocked again.

More coughs followed, but no response. I tried the doorknob to find it unlocked, so I called out, "I'm going to open the door now."

No reply came, so I eased the door open and stepped in. The room was pitch black, making my eyes have to adjust majorly before I could move around. Eventually I located the bed and the lamp, turning it on.

She lay in the middle of her bed curled into a ball in a heavy sweatshirt, blankets wrapped around her as she shook visibly. Her bed wasn't even made, just the mattress beneath her.

"Are you alright?" I whispered, leaning over her to see her face.

Her cheeks were flushed and her skin looked slick with sweat so that her hair stuck to her forehead. Her eyes were squeezed shut, but I knew she could hear me by the way she tensed up around me.

"What's wrong baby?"

She coughed again and moaned, curling up tighter if that was even possible. She was already so tiny compared to me and the massive bed that when she curled up, she looked like a marble in a sandbox.

I felt her forehead and cheeks and frowned. "You're burning up," I muttered. "How long have you been like this?"

"Get the fuck away from me," she rasped out, pulling away from my hand.

"Don't get your panties in a wad, I'm here to help you bitch," I snapped back.

Her leg shot out from under the blanket and connected with my stomach, making me lose a breath or two.

"I don't need your bloody help so just leave."

"Well aren't you just peachy," I muttered, watching her shiver uncontrollably.

"Shut up," she growled, pulling the blankets over her head.

"You sound like a two year old," I retorted, sitting on the bed. "Where's some medicine?"

She suddenly shot up in her bed and glared at me while shouting,"What part of GO AWAY do you not understand?"

I just stared at the bruise that was now visible on her left cheek, leaving purple fringes around her jawline. I winced at the sight, knowing from experience that those things hurt.

"I'll go get some ice," I whispered.

"Don't come back!" She yelled as I left the room.

I shook my head in absolute annoyance, not even sure why I was helping someone like her. I opened the freezer and put some ice cubes in a baggie, wrapped it in a dish cloth, and headed back to her room.

She was curled up again with her back to me as I sat down, placing the ice in her hand. She didn't budge. I let out a breath of frustration and asked, "Where do you keep pills?"

This time when she spoke her voice was resigned and quiet. "Go away, Keenon. I don't want you here."

I stared at her back for a minute, pissed at her attitude toward me when I was going out of my way to help her. I decided I didn't like this girl at all, sexy or not.

"Fine, whatever. Die for all I care."

I walked out and slammed the door, stalking across the living room and out the door. I stood in the hallway with my back against the wall and dialed Toby.

"Dude I can't do this she is awful and a bitch and annoying as hell and unbearable and I am tired of-"

"Keenon, dude, chill. I'm not letting you out of this. You are going to stay there for a month. You gave your word. Grow up about it man."

I huffed and hung up, shoving my phone back into my pocket. If I was stuck here for another three weeks, I would lose my mind. There was no way I would mentally survive life with someone that wouldn't even tell me their name.