"It's not every day that one can say their hot roommate is also their American History teacher..." Sam's never had an easy life. Whether she's battling the nightmares of her dysfunctional past, attempting to dodge expulsion (for the second time), or trying to outrun her problems, trouble just seems to follow her everywhere. So when her brother introduces her to their new roommate, Megan Adams, Sam immediately senses a storm in the distance. But Sam soon finds out that she can only run so far, because Megan seems to be everywhere. And maybe deep down she doesn't really want to run anymore. GRAPHIC IMAGE created by: deedl (on shuttershock)

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Lipstick stains, but so does blood. something seems a little wrong with the new bodyguard.

She held me steady against the wall , tears in her eyes. I've never seen her like this. "I hated myself for so long. You have no idea how I fe-" "Yes I do ! I loved you just as much. Just as much!"I cried as I pushed her away. She did this. I sobbed hard and stopped trying to push her away , laying my head on her firm chest. I cried harder when she wrapped her arms around me. After what seemed like forever I stopped crying . She looked down at me and wiped the tears with her thumb still holding me with her right arm. I've missed her so much. I looked into her eyes and captured her gaze. Then I looked at her lips unconsciously leaning in. She mimicked my actions and her full lips crashed onto my own. I could feel the hurt and passion in it from all these years making a tear escape my eyes. She picked me up and instinctively I wrapped my arms and legs around her. She wasted no times in kissing me and we were now making out. Blindly finding our way to her bed.