The Cost for Freedom

Chapter 10

As was becoming way too normal here, I scarf down dinner. The conversation with Tyler in the hall, to meet my new roommate, only made me hungrier. When I was done, I realized how tired I really was and I excused myself from dinner early. But of course my friends wanted to know about my new roommate.

"So, you've met him and everything already right?"

I laugh at Bridget, "and what is the 'and everything' part of that?"

She laughs lightly, realizing her own mistake. "Just tell me, was he cute?"

"Is that really all you girls care about?" Chase asks next to her.

I eye Chase, "No, it's just what Bridget cares about," I tease her.

"I care about their personality," Tammy as usual suddenly speaks up.

"I think that's important..." I try to be nice.

"Nah, if were honest," Bridget looks at me. "Personality is what we care about after."

"Umm, after what, exactly?"

"After... we see them. But looks really do pull us in, sorry Chase." She nudges her shoulder to his next to her.

I smile at Chase, "you don't have anything to worry about buddy." He laughs and smiles back at me. "But I really am tired guys, so I'm gonna go back." I say as I pull my chair out and stand up.

Walking out, I notice Tyler eyeing me. The conversation with him earlier... Was he thinking about it too? What did he even mean by it? Like he only flirts with me? Somehow I really did doubt that. Or maybe, he could have been honest, maybe he really does flirt with just me...

I stop my thoughts as soon as they start in that direction. I did not feel that way about him and I most certainly did not need distractions. I lose track of where I'm going as I realize I am already outside of my door. Well, gotta be nice to the new roomie.

I walk in to see Trent staring out the window. "I did the same thing my first night here ya know. And I know it doesn't seem like it now, but it will get easier." I really did feel bad for the guy, he seemed so young.

But when he turns around I automatically switch to defense. His eyes were hooded as he blatantly stared at my chest, as he took his time meeting my eyes again.

"Eyes up here, buddy." I say firmly.

He saunters closer to me, "I never thought I'd be so lucky. From what I'd heard, they hardly ever pair guys with girls."

Boy did I have the wrong first impression about this guy. I laugh sarcastically, turning my bitch mode full on, "and who told you that, kid? Tooth fairy?"

He snickers at my joke, "you're so funny! We'll have fun together, you and me..." His hand brushes down my arm as I shiver and instantly smack him away.

I take a deep breath, "you're in for a wake-up call then. This place is not fun. And this room," I smile vindictively at him as I motion to the room around us, "is no exception."

"That's too bad, because..." he grabs my right forearm and quickly twists it behind my back painfully before grabbing my other, now flailing, arm. "I plan to play more than just games for fun," he is whispering in my ear now, his voice lower.

"Oh two can play at this game," I sardonically whisper back, freeing my left hand from his grasp. I then use my hand to push him away from me as I snap my right easily back in front of me. Both hands up, I throw my leg into him and he falls backward. I don't stop though as I swing a right hook across his face. Then use my left to do the same and continue until I see blood.