Love Aint Always Pretty

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om!" I rolled my eyes as I was busy and struggling on grabbing my l

her's camping at two in the morning because he forgot his mosquito spray and well technically he got embarrassed by it. He lived with the embarrassment until he reached eighth grade. I know it's normal

g for somewhere totally far away. Tell dad to be safe on your way to England an

got?" I hear Cameron poppin

the last one."

hurr

offer me your help. "

sically know that parents are always worried about their child getting to college, and since they are not here because they're in Brazil on their way to England, Im in the agony of getting a long phone call with my folks and my mom wo

He whines as he placed my

an asshole."

" I hear my mom s

anything else to say to me?

to your brother.

." I an

seat belt and watch Cameron dying on his car as he listens to mom's nagging. I could tell mom is yelling at him because I could partly, hear her

dead." H

inks he's a teenager who doesn't have a responsibility over his shoulders. No, he's not a father yet but I meant me and Ingrid, that's his

currently working on our company as an employee, a regular employee and he's been whining abou

ht. I love you too. Yes. I

om his hand before he cou

o college today and I'll mis

I'm tearing up already.

ting you major in English Literature

and I might be working in a publishing company someday. I might even write an arti

d when that's going to happe

as enthralled. I hugged Cameron, "Don

from him. "Maybe a little. You take care o

close. I walked to the dorms and looked back only to find Cameron getting inside his car. I waved him goodbye and he flashed his headlights at me. I continued walking an

oommate is

e if I got inside the right room and I know I did. I folded my clothes again because well I don't like to get messy with everything around me. I'm very tidy. Well thank god for m

hasn't come here and I wonder how she looks like or perhaps at least just know her name. There's no photographs by her bed either so she's really a complete stranger to me.

lf up from the bed and just sat down, my roommate still isn't here. There goes that bang again that made my heart race. Shit it's coming from

re a ghost here in the ladies dormitory? I reached for the knob and a knock by the door again made me jump back a little. I feel the hair on my skin is

s d

eally

o a

e's so heavy too! I tried to push him off of me but he's really heavy. I hear him snoring on my neck, what the hell? Is h

ink

y is h

is is his boyfriend. Is she expecting him to come

e both of us dropped on the floor. There was a loud thud of me falling on my back. He's on top of me and my back hurts when I landed on the ground. My spine is aching. I

ve a home or a dorm? I wonder if he's even a student around WSU. I pushed him of

nobody in particular

ack and I was unsuccessful about it because I couldn't carry him all alone. So I just let him sleep on the f

nna sleep either because what if he's gonna wake up and rape me or what if he's just acting drunk. I don't even know the guy but why did

't do. I sat down on my bed again and after a little while, he's waking up. His eyes are actually opening, but just slightly. I stood from my b

making me drop some c

y so I won't see the disgusting puke of a drunk man. I cursed at myself for letting him in and kept scratching my hair. I headed out of my room and went

shit. Damn it, I'm cleaning up a mess of this man who I don't even know. And even if he's obviously handsome,

ke a st

side. I squat down in front of him and looked at his unblemished face. Okay, so he's really good looking and his hair colored a mix of blond and brown

t up." I try t

. "I'm no

ng to sleep

till strong despite his drunk condition. His cheeks and the tip of his nose were red and his eye

s almost about to cry while he s

sorry." I he

e name of my roommate? Is

I tried to pull my hand a

clarifying my name to a drunk man that's

this Catherine girl and he's hurting so bad, I could tell. I stare at him silently while I let him hold my hand until he's quiet

e ground rather than on the bed then su

Catherine's name for almost an hour now. I pity him actually, he sounded sorry and he just kept chanting hide words over and over then would cry a little. I feel my eyes about to drop

appened

ter my eyes and see the drunk man was already up! My eyes opened wide and I quickly pulled myself up from the bed. He's t

e you?"

e helpless broken-hearted drunk man lying on my floor last night.

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