My Bad Boy Roommate: 30 days of Thrills

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"No! Stop it!" I shouted, "don't do this to me."

The lamp flicked on beside me. Was I dreaming? "Hey, are you okay?" Tyler asked me in a deep raspy voice.

I sat up, and realized that Tyler had carried me to his bed. "I'm fine, it's just a bad dream" I lied.

Tyler pulled me down to where I was laying on his chest. "Here baby relax" He said while rubbing my hair.

Here baby? I think I shivered in delight at the words.

And with that, I did relax. "What's wrong?" He whispered again in concern.

"Nothing, it was just a bad dream."

I turned over and he pulled me close. He wrap his arm around my waste. I couldn't go back o sleep. It was almost 4:30 in the morning.

I released a little tear. One that I've been holding back.

I was trying to be strong.

But, I'm just to weak and vulnerable to be strong.

I woke up and Tyler was gone. He wasn't in my bed, and he wasn't in the house.

I called him and he didn't answer. I checked in my room, and it seems that Becca and Connor left in the middle fo the night.

So I called Becca.

"Hello" She said over the phone.

"Hey Becca. Have you seen Tyler?" I asked.

"No, why? Is there something wrong?" She asked.

"Oh, umm no" I assured her, "just wondering."

"Okay, well if there is a problem call me" She assured me with a a laugh.

"Sure thing" I said as I hung.

I walked towards the door, when Tyler opened it up.

"I can't believe a douche would treat you like that. The guy has no respect for your feelings. I used to like him, but now I absolutely hate him!" He said through gritted teeth.

He knows. How did he find out?

"I know but please don't get mad. He was drunk okay! He was drunk and he probably didn't mean to touch me!" I said as my voice cracked.

"Wait, what?" He said as his anger changed into confusion.

"Cole!" I shouted, now crying.

"Why are you talking about Cole? I'm talking about your dad! He's trying to get me to work at the parlor now. Once I denied, he said he would make you go out with me, so I could change my mind."

My mouth dropped in shock. My own father would use me as bate. But to top that off, I snitched on Cole. What is he going to do to me now?

"Why are you talking about Cole?" He asked in more concern.

I was shaking uncontrollably.

"Did he touch you?" He said in a calm voice.

I looked down.