The Roommate

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       "Oliver? What are you doing here?" An old lady had grabbed Oli's arm. He pulled away. "None of your business" he said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the elevator gently. The lady followed us. "You would speak to your mother like that?" She said, her voice dripping venom. He turned to look at her.

        "Mothers don't abandon their children. Letting someone cum in you doesn't make you a mom."

        The elevator doors opened and we both got in, leaving her watching us as the doors shut with wide eyes. As soon as the doors shut he leaned against the wall and looked like he was going to pass out. "Oli?" I asked placing my hand on his shoulder. He smiled a little. "Don't worry about me Nick. Are you okay?" I nodded and stepped towards the door as it started to open. He stepped out after me and we walked to our room. "Nick, I want you to know that what happened back there wasn't something that usually happens." I nodded and opened the door to our room. I set my small bag on the desk and flopped face down on one of the beds. I heard Oli mess around in the bathroom and then everything got quiet. I couldn't see anything, just kept my face buried in the pillow, then I felt the bed dip down. I looked up to see Oli hunched over on the edge of the bed.

       I sat up next to him. His eyes were red, and you could tell he had been crying.  He laid his head in my lap and collapsed into sobs. I sat there messing with his hair as he cried, holding my waist. I sighed and started humming slightly, just sitting there. After a while, I moved so his head was laying on my stomach while we watched a movie. "Thank you" he whispered. "For what?" I asked softly. He looked up at me and shook his head. "Helping me." I just nodded, and soon I was asleep.

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