My Dormmate Is That Jerk

My Dormmate Is That Jerk

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"I have a suggestion." He said smiling like an idiot. "What now?!" I shouted at him. "Easy babe, if you will be my girl I will let you stay in my room." "Are you fvking serious?!" I glared at him. "Yes, why not? I'm hot, and kind, and I'm also a---" I interrupt him. "A jerk! You can't be serious!" I shouted at disbelief. "Well, that's only a suggestion from ME who's the owner of this room." He said emphasizing the "me" part. "I won't ever do it. And I also pay for this room!" I said. "Well, ok bye." He said closing the door. "Hey! I also pay for this room!" I knocked. "Hey!" I cannot believe this guy. It's freakin cold outside. And I need to rest. Ugh! Fine! "Ok, I'll do it!" I shouted. And he open the door fast. "Ok. Please come in babe." He said winking at me. And I act like I was about to puke. "Just don't fall in love with me babe." He added. Well it's not a hard thing to do. °°°°°°°°
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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