Dormmate

1 | The Deal to Fuck Off

1 | The Deal to Fuck Off

Keena's POV

I got a black duck tape and tape half the room with the tape on the floor.

Jacob wasn't back yet. He said he's out to a party.

I checked the wall clock, but then noticing there wasn't any.

Seriously, Jacob? No fucking clock?!

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. I paused from taping and opened the door. I saw a brunette in red heels and a skin-tight dress. I swear, she could suffocate in that dress.

"What?" I ask.

"Jake here?" The brunette asks.

"No. Off to some party." I say. "Now if you excuse me, I am off to do something rather than talk to you."

"Wait!" The girl shrieks. I open the door again, arms crossed. "Can you - can you give this to him? He dropped it at the party."

I sigh. "Okay."

"May I ask for your name please? And phone number?" The girls surprises me by asking.

"Okay.." I say. "I am Kristina."

"Great!" She beams. "Do you mind if yiu type in your number and.. clip a photo too? Like, a selfie?"

I purse my lips, but do as I was told. I handed the phone back to her.

We bid our goodbyes and she left.

At least that hoe is nice.

~

I wake up to a door opening and I glance at the door, only to see Jacob home. I could hear him slurring words from my bed.

Then, I hear him snore. This made me remember of the old times.

Whenever we went to a party, I was the designated driver. We would party for hours until I was forced to drag him home. And when I did, he snored on his bed.

I smile at those memories, but then I remembered I was not his anymore.

My smile turned upside down when I remembered that party he cheated on me.

~ Flashback ~

"Jacob, where the fuck are you?" I whisper to myself. I've been checking all the rooms in this goddamn house.

Then, I saw a room at the very end of the hallway. I haven't checked that room yet. So, I decided to check it out. I opened the door slowly, then widely.

A blonde girl moans, but I ignore her. What I regretted doing the most was when I looked at the boy.

Jacob.

~ End ~

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I didn't realize tears were falling down my face when I woke up.

I turned to my clock.

9:36 AM

"Shit!" I cuss, turning to Jacob's bed. He was gone, only a bottle of medicines and an empty glass of water. His backpack was gone, and the clothes he was wearing from last night was gone.

That little fucker.

I groan in frustration, then I decided I'll be absent today.

At least I have the day off.

~

As I was scrolling through my Twitter, Jacob enters the dorm, and I watch as he throws his back pack on the floor.