The Poison in her Veins

Settling In

In the same outfit that I had seen him in at school, it was the same guy who Maddy had been ranting about, who ended up knocking me out and bringing me here. Of course, I would be lucky enough to have to share a room with the person who is basically responsible for everything that has happened to me here. I crossed my arms and glared coldly at the man in front of me but he remained unmoving, with an annoying little smirk that wouldn't leave his face. 

"Well, well, if it isn't my new roommate. I did like having my bed to myself but I'm sure it'll be a lot more...fun...having you sleep with me. It looks like you've been hit by a truck and you've probably never had a boyfriend so at least now you can say you slept with a guy." My jaw went slack. I can't believe this entitled prick thought he had the nerve to say that to me. His pale blue eyes stared intently at me as if taunting me to come back at him. Not giving him the satisfaction of seeing his effect on me I threw myself onto the bed like a starfish and made sure to keep my shoes on and place them on the white strip of the bed after noticing his jaw twitch and his eyes averting to my shoes every other second.

"Being the gentleman that you seem to be, it would only be right to let the lady take the bed and you can take the floor. After all, you probably just have to sit on your ass all day while I have to train. Is that right, Oli?" The man, I'm guessing to be Oliver, smirked again, his right dimple appearing at the corner of his cheek and his eyes sparkled with amusement.

"For one, you aren't a lady. And it's Oliver to you." I flipped him off but his back was already turned. I couldn't help but stare as the muscles in his back jumped with every movement he man. His sleeves fit tightly around his arms and I couldn't help but blush with the fact that I would be sharing a room with him. 

"If you're done checking me out now I'm going to head off to dinner if you want to come. You look like you could use something to eat." This guy just never stops. My face was as red as a tomato at this point after he caught me staring at him but I caughed and tried to play it off. 

"I was just trying to figure out how I'm supposed to fit in a bed with a fat-ass like you, don't kid yourself." In less than a second, Oliver was standing in front of me at the end of the bed. I sucked in my bed at our close proximity and I quickly averted my eyes to the wall behind him. I gasped when he placed my hand on his toned abs and as I tried to pull my hand away, he helt it tightly in place. 

"Sweetheart, there is nothing fat about this body." I roughly pushed him away and thankfully he let me go and moved back. "Are you coming to dinner?" Turning away so that he wouldn't see the effect he had on me I quietly shook my head no and heard him chuckle before leaving the room. Letting out a long breath I went to the bathroom for a shower and was satisfied with how clean and tidy the place was. Once I was done with my shower, I opened my closet and drawers to find endless amounts of clothing all in my sizes. Not having the energy to rummage through the clothing I threw on one of Oliver's shirts that was neatly fold on the edge of the bed. Smiling at the fluffiness of the pillows, my head sunk in and before I knew it I had fallen into a deep sleep.