BLAKE
What the fuck is Lauren doing to me! Tracy's with me, but I don't want her, I just want Lauren. What she said tonight was... Hard. Tracy's on me, and she's kissing me everywhere, but not the lips. I don't want to. My mind are away from this room, until I hear Charlie's voice.
-Lauren, are you ok?
I stand up, I put my t-shirt on, and I get out of the room. Lauren's in the bathroom with Charlie. She's holding Lauren's hair while she vomits. What the fuck is she doing here? And why is she vomiting? I'm going to the bathroom.
-You can go Charlie, I'll talk with Lauren.
My tone tells her that this isn't a suggestion. She's getting out of the bathroom, and Lauren stops. I close the door, and we both look at each other.
-Are you drunk?, I ask.
-I can't, I didn't drink a single drop of alcohol.
I frown.
-What are you doing here, and why are you vomiting, then?
-Charlie invites me, and it's because of you.
She's vomiting because of me? I disgust her.
-I disgust you?
-Kind of.
She doesn't seems to care. She stands up, and she's looking for something in the bathroom. Toothpaste. She puts some on her finger, and she "brush" her teeth with it.
-Why?
Part of me need to ask. Normally, I don't really care what people think. Actually, I just don't care about people.
-You know why. Can I get out now?
-No. Tell me why.
She rolls her eyes. I'm in front of the door, she can't get out.
-It just disgust me, you and Tracy.
She's so perfect, I look at her, and my heart melts.
-I don't want to talk about this tonight, so please, let me get out.
I open the door, and she goes downstairs, so I go to my room. Tracy's still there.
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The unexpected
RomansLauren Hunt is studying at NYU to become a good writter. She has good grade, she has the internship of her dreams, and she's friend with her roomate, even best friend. Everything seems to be perfect, nothing could ruin what she wants for her future...
