Dorm Rumbles

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Later on, there's a whole bunch more students and they're swarming the dorm. It's loud, with the music blaring and people screaming and singing and dancing to it. Ms. Hinton shows up and she brings pistachios. We chat the majority of the time before I excuse myself and wander off to the bedroom. When I enter the room I close the door and slide down it, eyes closed and exhaling from the stress of being around so many people. When I open my eyes, Dallas is on the other side of the bed, facing away from me, shirtless and with his head in his hands. There's also Cherry scurrying to get dressed. I stare in bewilderment as my mind catches up to what I'm seeing. "Wha- Dallas... What?! Why- what- oh my god!" I stammer out in shock. Dallas shoots up from the bed and falls off of it. Cherry turns around to make sure he's fine before switching back around and staring at me in embarrassment. Her face is red. Almost as red as her hair. Her hands are shaking and after she pulls on her boots she stands up swiftly, trying to run out of the door, but before she can, I grab her arm. "Why? Why now? Why did you do this? When you know I'm with him! You bitch?! What is wrong with you?!" I scream at her face. She's taller than me, like mostly everyone. But you could tell she was scared. I grip her wrist with my anger and I'm sure it's going to leave a mark. "I- no I was- I'm sorry!" She says back. I let go of her arm. "No. No. No. You don't get to apologize. You knew what you did. Get the fuck out of here!" I scream. She scurries out of the room and I turn and look at Dallas. He's walking towards me with his hand extended, his eyebrows scrunched together, his hair's a mess. He wants to say something. But I don't care. "No. Don't say anything, Dal. You knew what you did. You said it was just us. You said I was yours! Why now? Why when life was just getting good? Do you think I'm just a fucking object for you to mess with? It sure seems like you do." I yell at him. I turn away and run out of the door. I run through the guests, all of those stupid drunk kids, and I ignore the music. As soon as I reach the front door, I take off running full speed out of the dorm complex. Once I make it to the parking lot, I stop running. I collapse onto the hard and nasty blacktop. Breathing heavily, and then my breath hitches in my throat. There's someone behind me. I turn around and look up. Bob's standing there, hand extended. I take his hand as he leads me to his car. I silently follow him, trying to catch my breath, and attempting to do it quietly. My heart is pounding in my head, the anxiety welling up in my stomach again. But I get in the car. And so does he. We sit in there for a moment before he starts up his car. After a short drive, we stop at a hill that overlooks the city. I stare at it. It's pretty. I can hear Bob moving around and he takes in a deep breath like he's got something to say. I turn and look at him. "Uh...hi? I don't know..." He whispers. My eyebrows knot together as I look on in confusion. "I uh... I'm- I'm sorry for the way that I've been uh acting towards you." He says quietly, looking up at me with tears in his eyes. "I uh I don't um know how to explain it but..." He licks his lips and coughs ,"but uh. I got into a car crash a while ago. And it um messed with my brain? I got a really bad concussion and I went into a coma. Which ended up doing damage... The problem is that it damaged me in a way that I uh hurt people because I can't control my actions anymore. I hurt people I care about. And uh... I hurt you. I didn't mean to. I swear. I like you, I really do, you're an awesome person, and you're beautiful. I don't know how you could ever forgive me for what I did, or if you even will. But that's not the point. The point is... I don't want to hurt you. It's just that I-" I surprise him and myself by cutting him off with a kiss to the lips. He stares at me, eyes wide. My eyes go wide too. My hand covers my mouth. "I- um I'm sorry..." I whisper. I look out the window and get awkward. "I... I'll take you home..." He says quietly. I nod and lean against the window and wait to arrive back at the dorm. We return to the parking lot. He turns to me and I turn to him. "Maybe we should just be private friends? Like friends, but no one knows about it..." He whispers. I nod my head. "Uh... Sure. But don't try anything. Or else you won't be a happy person." I say back. We go back into the building and back into the dorm and return to partying. Me and Ms. Hinton get wasted together and we end up telling overexagerated stories.

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