Love's Not a Competition (But I'm Winning)

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I went home after my class. It was around 4:30. And I haven't seen Caleb at school.

I opened the door and heard a girl's voice. It was the girl's voice earlier talking about air condition. I slowly opened the door and saw a girl with Caleb on the living room.

Both of them looked at me.

"Who is she?" the girl asked Caleb. Well I should be the one asking that question.

I walked to the study to put my school things down. I heard them talking. I didn't kissed him while I passed by them. He didn't even made an attempt on standing up and kissing me.

"She's Eyre?" Caleb stated. Hell I am! My inner self was angry and answering them silently.

"Why is she here?" another question from the bitch. I live here.

"We live together." Good answer Caleb. A kiss later would be your prize.

"Is she your roommate?" I'm his wife not just a roommate sweetheart.

"Sort of." What? The cuddling tonight is off. Mark my words Waters. It is off!

I was pissed and need to cool down. I need to shower. I went out the study leaving my shoes on the study. I opened the door and pushed the door behind me with force.

"What is her problem?" the bitch asked again. YOU. You are my problem. Why are you here in my turf?

"Nothing." Caleb answered. I think this is the new torture Caleb thought of.

I took a quick shower and wrapped myself on a towel then opened the door.

I saw the girl batting her eye lashes to Caleb while her cleavage was showing. Sheesh, I have bigger boobs than you missy.

I closed the door shut with a bang making sure they notice me.

Before going for the closet I heard the girl said something.

"Doesn't it bother you with her walking like that in your apartment?"

"No." he answers thrift.

I got in on my boxer panties and a black tank top exposing my cleavage. More skin showing, the better.

I went to the kitchen passing by them. I got the orange juice on the fridge and a muffin on the plate that was covered. I was in front of the kitchen counter facing them.

"Does she wear that all the time with you in here?"

"Sometimes." Caleb smirked. It was the most annoying smirk I had seen from that guy.

I ate my muffin and looking at them intently at the same time. Caleb threw few glances at me while the girl was flirting at him and doing what they were doing. So this is what he said was important.

I finished my muffin and they were still flirting. I went to the study to get my phone. I wore my toms that I left there earlier.

I headed for the door. I just want to go behind that door and call Rachel. I had opened the door and about to get out when I heard Caleb's voice.

"Where are you going? He asked urgently.

"Outside." I responded quickly.

"With that outfit?" disbelief on his tone.

"Why do you care? I'm just a roommate. Besides I'm getting in the way of the flirting going on with here." I was shocked at my own answer.

I can feel the anger oozing Caleb by the color of his eyes. It was darker than usual. Before he could say another word I slid myself out.

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