Sleeping With the Enemy

III

So my first day of classes wasn't as exciting as I expected. Just like high school we went over what we would be learning in that class for the school year. We were handed our syllabuses and within 15 minutes of each of the three classes I had today, we were released.

I had no choice but to stay on campus because I didn't want to bother Adam anymore than I probably already had so I had no ride. And I didn't want to go home and possible have to see Tristan.

The whole day I thought about Adam. I thought about the way his brown hair blew around in the wind and the way his finger tapped on the steering to the beat of every song that came on the radio.

Wonder what else those fingers could do..

I was now walking into mine and the devil's spawn's share apartment.

"I'm home," I announced.

"I don't care!" Tristan replied. I rolled my eyes in response.

I made my way to his room. I guess I could thank the guy for setting me up with Adam this morning.

Yeah that was a big fucking mistake.

When I opened his door I was met with one of the reason why I feel I should just never enter his room. There Tristan was with his head tilted back, eyes closed as his hand was fisted in some girl's hair as she was on her knees I'm assuming sucking him off.

I screamed earning them both to jump. The girl detached her mouth from Tristan's dingaling and she looked at me with pure innocence like I didn't just catch her sucking Tristan's dick 5 seconds ago.

"I'm going to puke." I announced.

Now normally any normal human would say that jokingly in this situation. But, I am no normal human being.

Just like I said I was going to, I ran to the bathroom, threw myself on the floor and puked in the toilet.

"Oh my gosh Sav are you serious?" I heard Tristan grumble.

As I continued to puke I felt my hair being pulled and held back from my face. "You're literally so unbelievable, you know that?" He asked.

"Shut up Tristan." I groaned in response. Once my stomach was empty I flushed the toilet.

I stood up and wiped the tears from my eyes that always formed whenever I threw up. I turned the faucet on and filled my mouth with water. I gurgled and swished my mouth with the water and spit it out.

"Next time a heads up would be nice." I folded my arms over my chest.

"I texted you!" He waved his hands around.

I took my phone out of my pocket and sure enough his name was the first one on my notification list. I unlocked my phone and read the five text messages from him,

Hey I have a girl over
Sooo things are probs gonna get sexual and loud
Don't come home
But you're weird so if you wanna get off to us that's fine too :/
Or you can feel free to join us ;)

I almost puked again because of the last message.

"Well why can't you be like most college dudes and put a sock on the door!"

I still couldn't believe I just walked in on him getting a blow job.

"Because I thought you were like most girls and checked your phone every 2 seconds." He rolled his eyes. "What was so important that you had to bother me anyway?" He harshly asked.

"Well I was going to thank you for telling Adam to pick me up but, now I see why I never thank you for anything." I replied.

"Did you suck his dick?" He questioned curiously, seeming a little too interested in what my answer was going to be.