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I glanced over as she sat up and stretched her arms, breasts bare and beautiful.

“It was a joke. I mean if you are studying that’s cool, I just thought I was the bookworm out of the two of us.”

“No,” I said, frowning. “People are complaining about me online, saying I use women.”

“Huh?”

She swung her feet over the edge of the bed and stood up, dressed only in purple panties. I held out my phone as she walked over.

“What am I looking at?”

“It’s your fucking roommate,” I said.

Her eyes opened wide before she turned to grab her shirt from the top of my dresser. I watched as she put it on, not saying a word.

“Well?” I asked.

She turned around to face me.

“Well what?”

“Your roommate has it out for me. This could affect my future career. She went to the coach about me. I thought it was nothing ‘cause you didn’t say anything, but clearly she’s got an issue.”

“Wait she went to your coach? Are you sure?”

“Yeah I saw her at practice. He didn’t say anything, but I know she went about me Brooke. And now this?”

“Is football all you care about?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

“No, of course not, but this is bullshit. She has it out for me. I can’t believe you’re taking her side.”

“I’m not taking anyone’s side. I just woke up. Can you give me a minute to start thinking clearly? Jocelyn is my friend, and I don’t think she would do this. Did she use her name?”

“Well, no, she’s not dumb, but I’m sure it’s her. She threatened me at your apartment a couple times too. I told you I was afraid of her. I wasn’t fucking kidding.”

She took a deep breath, arms still crossed.

“I’m going to go,” she said.

“Why?”

“You’re obviously beyond reasoning with, and I want to relax before classes and work tomorrow. We don’t have to be around each other every single moment of the day. Besides I gotta figure out what the hell is going on.”

“No shit,” I snapped, standing up. “Maybe this is what we do.”

She tilted her head to the right, peering at me intently.

“What?”

“Fight or fuck. There’s no in between for us.”

“I’m leaving.”

Her arms dropped to her side as she grabbed her pants and began putting them on.

“Come on, Brooke. Don’t be like this.”

“Like what, Austin? You got what you wanted yesterday, didn’t you?”


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