Roommates 2.1 Redo

3 Kisses

Sexual and suicidal warning. This was a bit.. serious. Uh.

One week later

Kat POV

I was watching tv in the living room, haven't had a drink in almost a week. 'Where was my alcohol at?' I thought. I just walked back upstairs. I opened my door and closed it behind me. 'Why did I make the rule of no locks on our doors?' I thought regretting the voting in the past and my drunk time.

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"So wait, let's take a vote on locks." Deanna said agreeing with Patrice. "THERE IS NO VOTING FUCKERS, NO LOCKS SO I CAN WATCH EVERYTHING AND ALSO SO WE DON'T DIE AND PEOPLE NOT BEING ABLE TO GET IN WHEN DOOR BE LOCKED!" I screamed at everyone.

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The rest was a blur, from the alcohol. I looked into the mirror. What I usually do when here is either think suicidal or sexual, and that's the reason I'm fucked up at most times. I always thought I never had control of my hands at both times, situations, suicidal and sexual. Yeah, I was sorta sexually attracted to myself. My hands traveled around the shape of my body. 'I feel fat, ugh.' I thought. I heard my door open and I stopped immediately and faced the door. "Hey, Kat, looking in the mirror again?" Nesha asked while walking in. "Come in." I said jokingly as Barka enters the room behind her. Also, how did she know about my mirror time? She be watching me in my room probably. That's nice. "We just wanted to see if you wanted to play video games with us." Barka said. "You get first choice~." Nesha said. She knows I can't resist picking the first game to play. "Okay, I'll be down in a sec." I tell them. Nesha walks out of the room while Barka just stays. "Aren't you going with her?" I asked him while he stared. "Oh, I was waiting for the show to begin." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked him. I probably knew, but I'm just going to ask anyways. I don't like being wrong. I turned back to my mirror and I saw him get a bit too close. "Ahaha, I don't have time for this." I said walking towards the door. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. "What do you want?" I asked him. "Nothing, it's just fun watching you blush." He said. "It's make-up, I don't blush." I told him. Probably a bad idea to lie, but meh. I sound like a tsundere. I thought for a second and just decided to do what I would do. I got out of his grip, since it wasn't that tight of a grip. I turned towards him and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He grabbed my ass like it belonged to him. I was fine with this, it's whatever. "So you guys just gonna do that and not play video games?" I heard Nesha's voice from behind us. I removed my lips from his and turned around. "Ha, I said give us- me a sex- SECOND!" I swear I can't speak with that sentence I just said. "Lovely, also I don't think you need a second. You probably need way more than that from what I can see." She said. "Let's finish pwease." Barka said. I turned around towards him. "Ugh, one more kiss and then we are going downstairs so I can beat everyone in Mario Kart 8." I said. "Fwine." He said. I swear, my lips immediately jumped back onto his. Even if Nesha was still there or not, I didn't give any fucks. At least not to her.

After the make-out session, we walked downstairs and I saw Jda on the couch. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I grabbed it and checked it. "Oh, my, Aria." I said looking at the phone. "What?" Nesha asked while putting the game on. "It's Candy and Sammy, they are going to move in with us." I said. "Well, no surprise, Barka practically lives here now." Nesha said. "Nesha is warm." Barka said. "That's nice to know." I said. "When they coming then?" Nesha asked. "Tomorrow. We might have to think of a new room set up." I said. "We have an extra room." Nesha said. "Oh, okay." I said.

After I beat everyone's asses in Mario Kart 8, I went upstairs to make the extra room look better. I'm assuming that they will paint it red, black and pink in some sort of way. 'Why does everyone like black and red?' I thought. The room was empty so I just swept and mopped the floor. 'Now that I think of it, every room has black besides mine. Uh..' I thought. I felt someone kiss my neck behind me. "Hey Kat." Jda said. "Oh.. it's just you.." I said as I turned around. I was very paranoid when alone. I'm a scaredy cat, I can't be alone after a horror movie. After my life, I can't be alone anymore. I've dealt with the problem, I just ignore it until I hear something or feel something that scares me. Very hard to hide such anymore while dealing with the people who I live with. "What do you mean it's just me?" He asked. "Nothing." I said. "Tell me." He said. "Make me." I said. He then picked me up, didn't know someone could actually lift me. "L-LET ME DOWN!" I screamed while kicking a bit. I was also afraid of this sort of thing, and heights. "Make me." He said repeating me. I stopped moving. Now that I'm triggered, no one will have a good time. I then kissed him. He started walking and we ended up in his room. He put me down as I let go of the kiss. "Sit." I said pointing towards the bed. He sat down and I sat on his lap. I started to kiss him again. He laid down while I was on top of him, still kissing him. I stopped kissing him.

My mind started to go negative, but I ignored it as much as I could. I got off of him. "I.." I said. I couldn't think anymore, why right now? I ran out of his room and into mine. I jumped into my bed, face first. I tried to stop thinking this way. I heard my door open. "Kat, are you okay?" They said. I didn't care who it was, I just got up and ran over to them and hugged them. I taught myself to not cry a long time ago, so I forgot how to. I was pretty much an emotionless wreck. I needed to stop showing this negativity towards everyone, it made me fake, but it made everyone else happy. They didn't need to know, they'd try to help something that can't be helped. I tried to stop thinking of the past, the scars on my arms from years ago. I needed to be her, me from before I knew about suicide. After I knew the horrible things, I did them. I wanted to try, the trying turned into a need. I needed the blade. "KAT, ARE YOU OKAY?" Flare yelled at me as I snapped back into reality. "Oh.. I'm fine." I said forcing a smile. "No, I don't need that shit. You aren't fine." He said. "Flare, are you familiar with me?" I asked him. "No." He replied. "Have you ever been kissed by a girl?" I asked. "Why are you trying to change the conversation?" He asked me. I then kissed him. He pushed me off of him. "D-don't do that, I want an explanation." He said. "You can't make me talk." I said. "Ugh, you're a pain." He said walking out and closing the door behind him. I then sat on my bed and looked at my wall.

"I told you to do the dishes."

"You're so useless, you fucking brat."

"What are you? You're an exact replica of her."

Her voice echoes through my mind. Yes, I was never actually related to Candy and Sammy, same nonsense between Barka and Nesha. Just like them, we were like family. Three sisters together. I never had siblings, Sammy was adopted and Candy never had a sister. I decide to keep a portion of my life hidden, since I was such an attention seeking whore before. After a while of speaking of my horrible life, I decided to stop talking about it. I made myself believe that it was giving me attention and causing me to be the attention whore in our group. I always thought others were also looking for attention because of the way they spoke of their lives, but I never really cared. I think I should die, I honestly hated myself. Everyone else might care, but I never knew how to. Had to pretend, learning my own way. I snapped back into reality. 'Oh.. I did that.. fuck, I knew I couldn't stop.. dammit.' I thought as I looked at my arm. 'So many of them.. Where did I even get the blade.. why.. did.. i..' I thought before passing out.

End

Sorry for that, my mind got a bit.. like that so that's great. I told myself to not do that shit in this book, but I did and I'm not going to change it. Hopefully my good creativity comes out next time I write. I need to sleep, a bit depresshed. Idon'tdodepresshed. Peace.