All The Things I'm Losing For You (Crankiplier)

Rules

Ethan's POV

I throw my blanket off of me trying to break out of the funk I was in. Mark walks into the room with a cup of coffee and some bacon.
"Didnt even offer to make me any?" I pout. He just rolls his eyes.
"By the way, we need to set down a few rules," I glare at him.
"Rules? Are you my mom?" He gives me a look.
"No, but I'm your roommate and I expect you to show a little respect, just as I will to you!"
"Ever heard of common decency?" I add
"Whatever, but I get a say in these too!"
"Yeah, cause I am a decent human being," I snap.
"So let's do it now, get it out of the way then leave eachother alone for good!"
We begin compiling a list of rules for the room. Some examples include: Rule #1: We don't have to be friends but we have to respect eachother and the rules. Rule #7: If you make food ask the other if they want any (I may have made this one cause I was hungry and angry that he didnt save me any bacon. Most important rule is #32: No bringing girls home (for sexual purposes). That is more for him because 1 I'm gay and 2 I'm not really like that. Soon after we finished there was a knock at the door before it swung open.
"Why go through the struggle of knocking if you are just gonna walk in?" I roll my eyes as a tall muscular man I have never seen enters the room. Judging by his blonde hair I'm guessing his name is Chad.
"Ouch, you got paired with a smart mouth," he snarles making eye contact with me.
"This is my room too and I expect a little privacy, dude."
"Mark, tell this twerp that he cant tell me what to do."
Mark looks at me then turn back to 'Chad'
"You know he can talk, Christian?"
Christian? Close enough.
"I just dont want no dweeb thinking he can run his f***** ass mouth and get away with it." Christian raises his voice. I sigh at the name, nothing I've never heard before.
"How original" I smirk not having the energy or want to argue with this guy. My mind was already full of so many other problems.
"Listen here asshat," he grabs my shirt collar. I push him away from me and Mark walks between us.
"Cut it out you two..."
"Your just gonna let him act like he owns the place? You live here too, Mark. Dont let the bitch walk all over you, man." Christian says.
"Let's just leave, dude" Mark pushes Christian out and shuts the door behind the both of them. I drag myself to the shower and get ready to go out with my friends.

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It was around 3 am when I walked back into my dorm. My friends and I had spent the entire day with eachother doing stupid college kid stuff. We just enjoyed one of the last few days of freedom before we started classes. Part of me also knew it was to get me outta the bed and outta my head. I'll admit it was nice, but here I am back in my room circling back to Dakota. A few minutes later the door opened and Mark enters with Christian and Darren.
"Oh look, it's the little bitch" Christian chuckles.
"Imma hit the bathroom, play nice Chris" Darren says walking off.
"I me-an, who does he t-hink he is" Chris slurs, clearly intoxicated.
"Yo-u know what, you're right!" Mark replies walking closer to me.
"Pretty boy just thinks he can get his way," Mark spits. My breathing quickens as well as my heart beat. I was scared. Soon enough, both men were towering over me as I sat on my bed cowering in fear.
"Not so brave now, is he?" Christian scoffs connecting his fist with my jaw. As if on cue, Darren walks out of the bathroom and stops in his tracks. He runs over pulling Mark and Chris away from me.
"What the hell guys?!" He exclaims. He seems to be sober.
"Sorry about them, I'll have Mark stay at mine tonight so that he doesn't hurt you or anything," he apologizes.
I sit shocked only able to nod. They all leave and I manage to thank Darren. Yet another night I cried myself to sleep.

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