Roommates

chapter 11: Reinforcments?

Hey guys, i realize that the numbers on the chapters are messed up, sorry about that. Ill start going from the right numbers now.
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"Reinforcments?" I ask incrediously.

"Yeah." Johnathan says shrugging his shoulders casually.

"Like what?" I ask, tugging my bangs behind my ear and sniffling.

"Well, there are alot of things. You could be come a party girl and party away your problems-thats what some girls here do- or surround yourself with a crowd at all times. Or maybe your the sort that need something to keep their mind off of things. Like sex or drugs." He rose his eyebrows and looked at me in the corner of his eye.

My mouth drops open in shock.

"Why would you even say that? I am trying to help myself, not tear myself down."

He put his hands up in a surrender motion, "Hey, i never said you had to do these things. Im just suggesting on what you could do. Even if you did choose to do some of these things, you wouldn't have to do it for long. Just until you think you won't have to do it anymore." He tugged on his beanie again.

I looked away to the end of the stairs.

What if i did? What if this would really help me? Could it really hurt so much to just try?

I shook my head, attempting to clear my thoughts.

"No, no, no. I can't I'm a good kid. I mean heck, i drunk for the first time last week. I haven't even kissed a guy." I say standing up and leaning against the railing.

He nodded. "Ok, ok," he stands up too, "Well, the offer's not off the table."

He walks away from me and pauses at the door, scratching his chin, "Does Alec know youre here?"

I felt my throat constrict at his name.

Stop it. He doesn't care about you.

I shook my head, "No, of course not."

"He would kill both of us if he knew you were talking to me."

"Why?" I ask turning my head like a confused puppy.

He met my eyes, "'Cause I'm a bad influence."

I straightened up.

"I'm sure youre not. I just think you want to help people in the best way you think possible. Youre not a bad guy, Johnathan." I say as I walk down the stairs to the doorway, which he was holding open.

"I could ruin you. Just like that." He snaps his fingers.

"But i don't think you will. Even if you tried." I say as i slip past him on to the porch of the broken down building.

I sighed and walked away from him, back towards the party.

"Hey Angela." He called out.

I turned towards him, but i was still walking. "Yeah?"

"If you change your mind, just come to my dorm."

I smiled gently, "I'll keep it in mind."

"678, dorm hall A"

I turn back around and jutted out my thumbs to him and didn't answer back.

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I opened up the door to my dorm with a key. I pushed it open and put the keys down on to the little table beside the doorframe. I closed the door and went over to the kitchen. The clock on the oven showed 1:30.

Shoot. I need to get to bed.

I walked over to the living room and noticed the tv was on, but the volume was on mute. I looked to the couch and saw a body laying there on its stomach with wildly curling hair that I knew all to well.

I went over to the couch and just barely sat on the end.

"Alec... Alec, you need to wake up. Go to bed, youre gonna wake up with a crick in your neck if you sleep here." I shook him gently.

He moaned and rolled over. His eyes were sealed shut, but there was red lipstick smears across his face. His arm felt around, once found, he gripped on to my wrist.

I felt my cheeks redden.

"When you said you'd be right back, I thought it'd be sooner." He said pulling me down on to his body.

His shirtless torso warm against me. He ran his long fingers across my arms. He suddenly planted his lips on to mine. His mouth hungrily sought mine. I felt myself fall deeper and deeper into the kiss. Without realising it I wrapped my arms around his neck. I moaned gently in to his mouth. His hands ran across me, finding every bump and crevice, as if searching my body, mapping it out. He found the hem of my shirt and started liftig it up little by little, urging me impatiently. I pulled my hands up to his head and began ringing my fingers through his curls. His mouth opened the smallest amount and suddenly a strong intoxicating taste filled my mouth.

Alchohol.

I jolted away, tearing my lips from his, and removing my hands from his hair, and pullimg his hands away from my shirt.

His eyes opened.

"A-Angela?" His voice sounded raspy and slightly slurred.

"You've been drinking." I say, hurting.

"Wha-whatareyoudoing h-here?"

"I LIVE HERE."

"Where's Jen-jeniferrr?" He slurred, his blue eyes blazing and darting around unable to focus on anything.

I let out a small, short shriek, "Yeah, ok, youre worrying about her right now. Worry about yourself, youre too drunk to function."

I stood up angrily. I pulled down my rumpled shirt.

"Go to bed, Alec." I order, and swing my index finger to the direction of his bedroom.

His eyebrows suddenly drew together and his woozy eyes tried to focus on me, hurt and blazing.
"You're not letting me sleep with you?"

My throat suddenly caught, and my eyes met his beautiful- slightly woozy- blue ones.

"No..." i said, my voice suddenly croaky.

"But why nottt? You obviously want me to, i mean... you just full on-" he put his hand up close to his face and made a weird face and moved his hand around.

I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

"Get over yourself, Alec, you obviously think i need you more than I actually do."

I stomped away to the door and grabbed my keys and opened the door.

I looked back over my shoulder to the boy on the couch, "Don't follow me."