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Boy In My Bedroom

Boy In My Bedroom

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"You can say you hate me, CJ, but you know you don't." Trevor said with an annoying smile on his face. "How about this,"He said walking to my bed. "if you stop hating me, I'll do what ever you say." "What ever I say, as in anything?" "Yes." "Then leave me alone." I said getting up trying to walk past him, but he grabs my arm. "You said you'd do anything, now let go of my arm." "Come on, you didn't believe me did you?" "Maybe,"I said walking closer to him. "Maybe not." **** Yes, moving away is hard, but what makes it worse for CJ, or Cali, is that her roommate is a boy, Trevor. They get along, and always hang out with their friends, but when their alone, they get along a little to well. But a few days after they meet, CJ goes missing.
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•••Excerpt••• I walked Vivian up to her apartment. During the ride back she couldn't stop talking about the clothes she saw and her smile was constant. The spark in her eyes never left. How could I ask her to stay just because I was a self-centered fool. I'd miss her. "Thanks for dinner, Rich. I really appreciate it." I knew she meant for more than just dinner. "Your welcome, Viv." I hugged her. She was still here for another week. There's no need to go all sappy now. It was only 3 months. She'll be back before I know it. But for now, I needed this. To be with her. We pulled apart. That glow was still there. If I hadn't known any better, she looked like one of my many one night stands after hot sex. Wait, she looked like- "Oh, shit." "What is it?" She asked. Her face was surprised that I cursed out of nowhere. "Who is he?" I demanded. "Who's who?" "The man that you're fucking, Viv." *primarily in Vivian's pov, and this story was created about 3 years ago with not much editing. Sorry for the choppy style and grammar. I won't be changing it much because I wanna keep the memory of my writing.

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