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having a neat-freak roommate, is that the house is always clean, too. Hell, I don’t remember the last time I made my bed or even washed my own clothes. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever done a load of laundry in my life.
I turn on the faucet, inside the shower to hot knowing I’ll be damned if I wait on Matt’s girl to get done. I locate some generic pain reliever in the medicine cabinet, toss the pills into my mouth, and then down a glass of tap water.
After about ten minutes of standing under the scalding water the pain in my head starts to ease up just as the heat begins to cool down. I’m sure I have our extra houseguest to thank for that. Without wasting another minute I quickly soap up from head to toe, rinse and shut the water off.
This circumstance is actually normal and after three years I’m used to it, which is why Tara keeps a variety of our soaps and shampoos stocked in her bathroom. Amanda goes to Mississippi State so she’s here one weekend out of the month. That’s about all I can take of her. The other times she’s in Oxford, she stays with her best friend Holly. The pounding in my head will crank up a notch if I start thinking about that bitch again.
After wrapping a towel around my waist, I pick up my discarded boxers and head back to my room.
Just as I’m walking past the hall bathroom, the door opens and Amanda comes barreling into me.
“Oh, shit,” she stammers as I steady her with one hand while keeping a firm grip on my towel and dirty laundry with the other. Her breath hitches when she looks up to see me, and her face flushes. “I...I’m so sorry, Shawn.”
“Don’t you have class during the week?” I see this bitch enough on the weekends. If Matt wants a full-time, live-in girlfriend then maybe his ass needs to move somewhere else. It’s not happening in my house.
“Usually, yes, but Holly and I went to a concert last night so I skipped. I’m heading back once I get dressed.” She steps away from me as I sidestep her to head to my room.
“Whatever,” I mumble, but turn back to face Amanda. “Cassie isn’t welcome here any longer, you got me?”
“What? Why not?” She doesn’t give me a chance to answer her. “Cassie is always nice to you, Shawn. If it weren’t for Holly being in love with you, she would have tried to get with you herself. She likes you, but doesn’t want to cause a rift between her and Holly.” She huffs and I’d roll my eyes if I were a chick. “I don’t understand.” One hand is clutching her towel and the other on her left hip.
“Then understand this, I’ve had all I’m willing to stand of Cassie disrespecting Tara.” I move in closer to her. I’m rather tall, so I know how I often come across as intimidating. “That’ll go for you too, if you continue making rude, snide little comments to her. Don’t think for a second that I won’t eighty-six your ass just because my roommate continues to blow his load in your pussy.”
“Why...I mean...what?” She stammers along shaking her head. I don’t understand what she isn’t grasping here. I was perfectly clear. “I don’t get it, Shawn.” Her voice has turned hard and eye brows have come together. “You can’t stand that goodie two-shoes any more than I can. I don’t get why my boyfriend remains friends with her.”
The pain inside my head had been mellowing up until this point.
What I don’t understand is why her boyfriend keeps her around in the first place. There is not one thing likable about the woman standing in front of me right now.
I step even closer, bending down so that I’m mere inches from her face.
“Do not ever assume you know what I think, who I like or dislike, or anything else for that matter. Tara would not live here if I didn’t like her so if you understand anything, understand this, the only reason I allow you in my house is because you happen to be dating her best friend. Ya feel me, Amanda?”
Her mouth is hanging open, but
I turn on the faucet, inside the shower to hot knowing I’ll be damned if I wait on Matt’s girl to get done. I locate some generic pain reliever in the medicine cabinet, toss the pills into my mouth, and then down a glass of tap water.
After about ten minutes of standing under the scalding water the pain in my head starts to ease up just as the heat begins to cool down. I’m sure I have our extra houseguest to thank for that. Without wasting another minute I quickly soap up from head to toe, rinse and shut the water off.
This circumstance is actually normal and after three years I’m used to it, which is why Tara keeps a variety of our soaps and shampoos stocked in her bathroom. Amanda goes to Mississippi State so she’s here one weekend out of the month. That’s about all I can take of her. The other times she’s in Oxford, she stays with her best friend Holly. The pounding in my head will crank up a notch if I start thinking about that bitch again.
After wrapping a towel around my waist, I pick up my discarded boxers and head back to my room.
Just as I’m walking past the hall bathroom, the door opens and Amanda comes barreling into me.
“Oh, shit,” she stammers as I steady her with one hand while keeping a firm grip on my towel and dirty laundry with the other. Her breath hitches when she looks up to see me, and her face flushes. “I...I’m so sorry, Shawn.”
“Don’t you have class during the week?” I see this bitch enough on the weekends. If Matt wants a full-time, live-in girlfriend then maybe his ass needs to move somewhere else. It’s not happening in my house.
“Usually, yes, but Holly and I went to a concert last night so I skipped. I’m heading back once I get dressed.” She steps away from me as I sidestep her to head to my room.
“Whatever,” I mumble, but turn back to face Amanda. “Cassie isn’t welcome here any longer, you got me?”
“What? Why not?” She doesn’t give me a chance to answer her. “Cassie is always nice to you, Shawn. If it weren’t for Holly being in love with you, she would have tried to get with you herself. She likes you, but doesn’t want to cause a rift between her and Holly.” She huffs and I’d roll my eyes if I were a chick. “I don’t understand.” One hand is clutching her towel and the other on her left hip.
“Then understand this, I’ve had all I’m willing to stand of Cassie disrespecting Tara.” I move in closer to her. I’m rather tall, so I know how I often come across as intimidating. “That’ll go for you too, if you continue making rude, snide little comments to her. Don’t think for a second that I won’t eighty-six your ass just because my roommate continues to blow his load in your pussy.”
“Why...I mean...what?” She stammers along shaking her head. I don’t understand what she isn’t grasping here. I was perfectly clear. “I don’t get it, Shawn.” Her voice has turned hard and eye brows have come together. “You can’t stand that goodie two-shoes any more than I can. I don’t get why my boyfriend remains friends with her.”
The pain inside my head had been mellowing up until this point.
What I don’t understand is why her boyfriend keeps her around in the first place. There is not one thing likable about the woman standing in front of me right now.
I step even closer, bending down so that I’m mere inches from her face.
“Do not ever assume you know what I think, who I like or dislike, or anything else for that matter. Tara would not live here if I didn’t like her so if you understand anything, understand this, the only reason I allow you in my house is because you happen to be dating her best friend. Ya feel me, Amanda?”
Her mouth is hanging open, but
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