The Bad Boy's Roomate

Chapter 22 : Peace

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Spencer's POV

* 1 week later *

"Okay class make sure to revise over page thirteen of your booklets." My lecturer says to the class before we start packing our things.

It has been a week since it happened. Has it been difficult? Yes. Am I getting through it? Barely. Do I feel like I am going to have a mental breakdown every time I remember what happened? Definitely.

I still haven't told Aria and Hanna mainly because I don't want them to know yet. It's still taking me some time to get through it myself and the last thing I need is them pitying me. I will tell them eventually when the time is right.

It seems as if both Adam and Alex have fallen off the face of the earth. I haven't seen nor heard from any of them and a part of me is glad. I really don't know what I'd say to either of them if I seen them again.

Toby isn't happy about that though. He's more angry than me about what they did and says that as soon as he sees either one of them they are getting it from him. Every single time he gets angry like that I need to calm him down and tell him it's fine.

I don't want Toby to get into any sort of trouble just for me. He could get expelled for starting any sort of fights with them so I'm thankful that they aren't around. If they were then that would just be more stress for everybody.

Toby is the only one that knows about what happened and he's helping me get through every step of it. He's not complained once about me constantly crying. This is a side of him that I haven't seen before.

Most guys like him aren't the greatest at comforting girls over this sort of thing. I could definitely tell he didn't exactly know what to do but the fact that he tried was enough for me.

I don't want to get too close though. Toby is great and all but he has made it clear that he has feelings for me. It's just confusing the heck out of me and after what happened with Adam and Alex I don't know if I can handle it anymore.

I am the type of person to not open up to people easily. It takes a lot to gain my trust. Now this whole incident has made me have even more trust issues. I have only had two relationships and both have ended up with me getting my heart broken.

Is there something wrong with me? Am I not good enough and that's why guys feel the need to just give up on me? I know that I'm not the prettiest girl ever. But regardless of, you would think that of you really loved a person for who there are that appearance doesn't matter.

College had really changed me as a person. I felt like I wasn't being weighed down by my parents and the pressure anymore. I could open up to so many more people. And all that has just came crumbling down in front of me.

Now my walls are back up again. My subconscious loves to remind me that it's my fault about what happened. I made myself vulnerable to people. Of course they would have taken advantage of that. I was just too blind to see it.

I'm so tired. Tired of being mistreated. Tired of constantly feeling overwhelmed. Tired of being betrayed. By people who I trusted the most. I just want all the pain to stop. For good.

I grab my things before walking out the classroom. Not surprisingly Toby is standing outside.

"You don't need to protect me 24/7 Toby." I remark and begin walking away.

"Who said I was protecting you? Maybe I just wanted to come see you after your last class of the day." He replies with a smirk.

"I'm not dumb. Ever since what happened you feel like you need to be around me all the time to prevent that happening. That's not the case. I can protect myself." I answer back rather harshly.