Room Mates

Ch 2

Recap: Suddenly the door opens and in walks four other boys... Shiz

I shyly look up at them as they look at me with either joy or confused expressions on their faces.

One had Dyed red hair and blue eyes, another with brunette hair and brown eyes, Green eyes and black hair and lastly one had brown hair and brown eyes.

The one that had dyed red hair and blue eyes spoke up.

"Dude who's she?" I return my gaze to my crossed legs.

"This is Casey, Cas for short.  She's our new roommate remember?" Eli answers glancing over at me.

"Oh.. Well, Hi Cas! I'm Daunte! These idiots of man meat over there are Josh, Blake, and Asher." Daunte says pointing to each of them.

I nod and shuffle back till my back hit the wall. As far away as I got get from them.

"Don't you talk?" Josh I think, asks Grabbing a can of what seems to be beer from the fridge. I shake my head in disagreement.

"I-I can t-talk but I-I don't l-like to," I say blushing because of my stutter once more.

"You have a speech disorder?" Asher asks giving me a sad smile. I nod sadly.

"Eli, why does she have your shirt on?" Blake asks, his gaze now fixed on the shirt I am currently wearing.

"Her shirt was stained and torn so I gave her mine to wear. We're taking her shopping later on in the week so until then she will wear our clothes."
Eli says smiling. Trying hard not to smirk at the boys.

They all look back at me and grin like madmen. "Can't wait to see her in my clothes" Blake whispered to Asher beside him.

I glared at him. Blake sheepishly smiled at me. I shook my head before carefully slipping on some sweatpants that are ripped at the knees and my shoes.

"Where are you going?" Eli asks curiously.

"F-Food" I say simply, grabbing my dorm key and trying so hard not to limp slowly to the door. My ankle was playing up again because I twisted it Yesterday packing my bags. Stupid I know.

"Cas are you OK? Your limping" Ash asks concerning his worried gaze flickering down to my ankle. Damn it

"F-Fine," I say hoping the rest of the way out the door. I slowly limp down all the stairs, well more like sliding on the handrails, and out to my car, the Orphanage gave me for a 'good luck' present. I can feel their gaze on me from out of the window.

I unlock the car door and slowly lower my bruised and broken body into the driver's seat. I drive off in search for Mac Donald's.

I finally spot it down a corner road. I pull in and order myself a cheeseburger. I only get through half of it before I'm full. Stupid eating disorders. I wrap it back up and place it back in the bag before exiting the Fast food restaurant. The cold night air nipped at my arms as I returned to my car. I started the car, put on my seat belt and instantly turned on the heaters before driving off back to campus.

I park my car and sigh before dragging myself slowly up the stairs to my dorm. I slip the key in the lock and open the door. I smile. 

All the boys are asleep in their beds. Aswell as one, I hadn't met before that was draped over the couch. I walk over to my bed careful not to trip on anything on the way. Don't need another injury.

I slip off my shoes and sweatpants before climbing quietly into my bed. I glance at the clock, 9:23 pm. I lay down and shut my eyes trying to shut out the pain in my ankle and ribs. Hopefully, I don't get any night terrors tonight..