Roomies

Chapter 13

I stormed into my flat and took my shoes off then walked over to my bedroom door. Ethan and Jacob were sitting in the couch and they both looked at me as I walked into my room.

Stella: Don’t want to talk about it!

I said before slamming the door closed. I threw my bag on the bed and groaned. I was tired, annoyed and angry at the same time. I felt like the only way that the “I want to punch someone” feeling would go away was if I went to sleep. So I got undressed and looked at the bed, I hadn’t changed the sheets from last night and I sure as hell wasn’t going to sleep in these ones.

 I ripped them of my bed and walked out of my bedroom, pass the boys again and out to the kitchen, I took a bag and put the sheets in it then put the bag by the front door, so I could throw it out next time I left the flat. I grabbed a pair of new sheets from the cabinet next to the bathroom and then went back to my bedroom and made my bed.

When I was done, I jumped into it and took my duvet up to my ears.

When I woke up again, my phone was ringing. I looked at the screen as it was lying next to me in bed and it was an unknown number and I decided to answer.

Stella: mhh?

Man: Hello Miss Molins, your car is ready to get picked up. I managed to fix it for £4100.

Stella: Great, thank you. I’ll come by later.

Man: Perfect, have a good day.

He said and I nodded and ended the call. Wait, did he say day? I opened my eyes and looked at my phone again, it was 9.13 and I had already slept the whole night. I decided to not lie in bed all night and feel bad for myself so I got up and took my towel and walked out of the room. Ethan was lying in the couch with one leg over the back, snoring. I sneaked pass him over to the bathroom and took a shower.

When I got back to the livingroom after my shower, Ethan was sitting up. He noticed me walking pass and I knew by the way he looked at me that I either had to go to him or he would come to me, I preferred having this talk on the couch and not in my bedroom so I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him.

Ethan: So, tell me what’s wrong.

Stella: Let’s say you shared an apartment with a bo.. girl, we will name her Nialla.

Ethan: Strange name…

Stella: shut up, let me continue.

He nodded and took his hands through his un-brushed hair and smiled.

Ethan: Continue.

Stella: You and Nialla are living together in a flat, she’s the kind of girl that sleeps with a new person every night, comes home in the middle of the night drunk of her arse. One day, you sleep with one of Nialla’s friends but she knew that you had been going out with hi.. Her friend because she was there when the friend asked you out. When Nialla finds out that you slept with her friend, he-

Ethan: He?

Stella: I mean she.. she freaks out and calls you a slut. You say something like everyone who sleeps with HER is fucked up either before or after she sleeps with them. Do you think it’s fare of her to be angry about it?

Ethan looked at me for a couple of seconds then he sighed and shook his head.

Ethan: I need coffee for a conversation like this.

Stella: Okay, I’ll get dressed and you can make coffee. Can you make it caffeine free?

Ethan: What’s the use of caffeine free coffee? No.