Dorming With Dyson(Coming Soon)

"Confused"

Marcia Grace

A full week has gone by and lots of things have changed. Ever since that night at the pizzeria and afterwards nothing's been the same. Dyson is barely in the dorm, well at least when I'm present. We don't talk much until recently he came barging in at 3am drunk out of his mind, and he didn't come alone. Vanessa was with him, both completely wasted. I yelled at him for barging it that late on a 'class night'. We argued for about 5 minutes before he got his things and left with Vanessa. I wasn't worried until that night, she's such a bad influence for him. I would think Dyson would be stronger than that, but I guess not. It really isn't any of business I just try to do my own thing. Which on the bright side has come in handy.

I usually spend my time with Lisa or Henry. We've gotten to know a lot about each other these pass couple of weeks. Henry of course. And to say the least I'm pretty glad, having him there has truly helped me stopped thinking about Dyson. Did I mention that I think about him a lot ever since that night in Central Park? Well I do. Henry doesn't know that and I would never tell him. We're getting pretty close and to be honest I'm getting quite scared, I don't want to string him on knowing that my feelings for Dyson are still evident. But, he's happy with Vanessa. And- it wasn't like we had anything at all, we're just roommates. So if I had to choose; Henry would be that person. We never talked about that day in the pizzeria again he says that he tries to look for Dyson but in the end it's all not worth it, Dyson is in his own little world. We're all worried about him. Yes, including me.

I was thinking about talking to his dad about his behavior, but what place do I have to say anything? And if I do recall, Dyson mentioned once that he and his father do not have the best relationship you think a father and son would have.

"Hey, are you okay?" Henry asked. We were currently in his car as he drove me back to my dorm, from our little lunch 'date'. He insisted and well- I was hungry.

I looked over to him and smiled softly as I nodded my head. Then furrowed my eyebrows and wondered why he asked, "Why?"

He only shrugged and kept his eyes on the road before coming at a full stop because of a red light. He looked over to me and sighed, "You looked deep in thought, and it seemed like something was bothering you."

I stood silent.

"..Is there something bothering you?" He asked hesitantly.

I took the time to analyze the question. I wanted to scream 'Yes, yes there is!' But, I decided to shake my head and turn my gaze out to the window and the beautiful streets. So many things running through my mind. Was there something bothering me? Was is being with Henry knowing that in fact I wanted Dyson? Was it knowing that he's happy with someone else? I don't know. I don't know anything. I keep my gaze out of the window until I feel a masculine yet soft hand reach over and entangle their hands with mine that was resting flatly on my thigh.

Henry's hold just gets tighter. I wanted to pull away so bad. His touch wasn't the one I wanted. I know I sound crazy. Instead of pulling away I keep my hand there, as we pull up to the dormitories. I say a quick goodbye and get out of the car. As I'm walking to the room I'm praying that Dyson is there, I just want to talk to him.

We never communicate at all. And I'm starting to question why I'm still in this room.

I sigh and open up the door and to my surprise Dyson is laying down on his bed with a blond-

Wait blond?

That isn't Vannessa. .

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CLIFFHANGER

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