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The Roomie Complex 47 - JUST THE BEGINNING
AIDEN'S POVThe world stopped.I must have misheard her.I blinked at the nurse, waiting for her to correct herself, waiting for her to say something—anything—that made sense. But she didn’t."Your mother—she’s… she’s dead."No.The hospital room suddenly felt too small, too suffocating. The beeping monitors, the low hum of voices from the hallway, the sterile scent of antiseptic all faded into static. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning everything out."Dead?"The word barely left my lips. It didn’t sound like me, like my voice. It sounded like someone else—someone far away, someone detached from the moment, because this couldn’t be happening.The nurse nodded hesitantly, gripping the clipboard in her hands like she needed it to steady herself. "I… I’m so sorry, Mr. Scott. It happened just now. It was sudden—"I didn’t hear the rest.I barely felt the chair screeching backward as I pushed to my feet, my legs moving on pure instinct."Aiden—" Cheryl’s voice barely registered, but I
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-17The Roomie Complex 48 - PLEASE STAY
Cheryl's POVA week had passed since I was discharged from the hospital. The bruises had faded, the headaches had dulled, and the stitches had been removed. A small bandage still clung to my forehead, but it didn’t matter. Physically, I was fine.Emotionally? That was a whole different story.I was staying at Aunt Marge’s house for now, a temporary arrangement while I figured out what was next. The past few days had been a whirlwind of job applications, house hunting, and scrolling through online listings for apartments I wasn’t even sure I could afford. It was exhausting, but none of it occupied my mind as much as him.Aiden Scott.I hadn’t heard from him since the night he stormed out of my hospital room. The funeral had taken place while I was still in recovery, and since then—nothing. No calls. No texts. No sign that he even remembered I existed.I’d picked up my phone at least a dozen times, hovering over his name in my contact list. I wanted to check in, to see if he was okay, b
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-18The Roomie Complex 49 - IT'S A DATE
CHERYL'S POVHis hot breath fanned my face, spreading goosebumps around my body. His face was close to mine, so close that our lips were barely touching."Do you still want me to teach you how to be a bad girl" his voice was a drunken slur, but soft with a little grunt and sounding like honey to my ears.I swallowed, barely unable to muster words. I knew I should leave, I should have just made sure he got home safely and then drove back to Aunt Marge's house and wallowed in self pity for the rest of the night, but God I missed him so much and every inch of my body craved him in ways beyond human comprehension."Tiny - " he grunted, his lips found my neck and I let out a slight whimper. I knew he only wanted this because he was drunk and hurting, I knew there was a slight possibility that I would regret it in the morning, there was also a slight chance that this is the closest we were going to get and he was going to break my heart into a tiny million pieces and of course without meanin
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-19The Roomie Complex 50 - STOOD UP
CHERYL'S POVCheryl wasn’t sure why she invited Pearl shopping with her. They weren’t particularly close. In fact, before all of this, Pearl had been little more than a friendly acquaintance—one of the few people in town who didn’t make her feel completely out of place. But for some reason, when she was debating who to call up, Pearl’s name had come to mind.Maybe it was because Pearl knew things. Maybe it was because Cheryl needed information.She didn’t ask about Aiden right away. That would be too obvious. Instead, she wandered the clothing racks with a lazy sort of interest, picking up a sundress here, a pair of sandals there, pretending to be lost in thought.Pearl caught on quickly.“Okay,” she said, turning to Cheryl with an amused look. “You keep sneaking glances at me like you wanna ask something but are too scared to say it. Spit it out.”Cheryl hesitated, feigning interest in a rack of crop tops before finally sighing. “It’s nothing.”Pearl scoffed. “Bullshit.”Cheryl wince
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-22The Roomie Complex 51 - I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU
Aiden’s POV – The Night He Stood Cheryl UpThe plan was simple. Meet Cheryl. Tell her the truth. Be with her.I had imagined it already—the way her face would light up when she saw the picnic I had set up. The way the ocean breeze would tangle in her hair, the way I’d sit next to her, close enough to reach out and touch her hand. Just me, her, and the waves.And then, just as I was getting ready, Anika called.I almost didn’t pick up. Almost. But something in her voice made me pause. A tremble. A sharp breath. I had known her long enough to recognize when something was wrong."Aiden, can you come over?""Anika, I can’t right now—""Please. Just for a second."It was stupid. I should have said no. I should have ignored the call and gone straight to Cheryl like I was supposed to. But a part of me thought, if I just check on her real quick, then I can leave. No harm done.I told myself I was going to be in and out.At Anika’s PlaceI barely stepped through the doorway before I told her,
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-25The Roomie Complex 52 - CARNIVAL
CHERYL'S POVI refused to cry.I refused to be the kind of girl who sat in her room, sobbing over a guy who couldn’t even bother to text her back. Well, I used to be that girl when I was married to Marty but not anymore or so I thought. But no matter how many times I swallowed hard, clenched my fists, or blinked up at the ceiling, the tears still fell. Hot. Unwanted. Furious.I wiped them away aggressively, my throat burning. Why did I still care?It had been hours since I left the beach, since I stood there alone under the fading sunlight like a complete idiot, waiting for Aiden. Waiting for nothing.And now, all I could see in my head was the exact reason why—Aiden walking out of Anika’s house.Betrayal sliced through me.The sound of my phone buzzing snapped me out of my thoughts. I almost ignored it, but then I saw the message.Pearl: Hey babe, town's masquerade party is tonight. You in?I hesitated.I wasn’t in the mood to party. Not when my heart felt like it had been ripped apa
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-31The Roomie Complex 53 - THREE WORDS, EIGHT LETTERS
CHERYL'S POVThe night wrapped around me like a silk veil, thick with the scent of summer air, sweat, and liquor. The masquerade carnival pulsed with energy—bodies moving in sync to the bass-heavy music, laughter and chatter blending into the electric atmosphere. Everywhere, there were flashes of color, glimmering masks, and people indulging in the thrill of anonymity. Tonight, nobody was anybody.I downed the last of my drink, my pulse buzzing as I let the alcohol seep into my bloodstream. One more. I needed another. Anything to drown the thoughts clawing at the edges of my mind—Aiden, Anika, my own stupidity. My dress fluttered as I spun into the crowd, letting myself get swept away by the music.I moved with reckless abandon, my body swaying in time with the beat, hands tangled in the humid air, the golden glow of the fairy lights painting my skin. If I let go hard enough, if I danced wild enough, maybe the weight in my chest would disappear. Maybe I could forget the hollow ache of
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-01The Roomie Complex 1 - LYING CHEATING SCUMBAG
“Do you know Cheryl – “ my boss, Mr. Thompson pulled me by the arm to the corner, a small glass of tequila latched to his hand like a baby holding a thumb, he had that glassy look in his eyes, the kind where I knew he was drunk and I knew what was coming next.“Do you know the only way you can keep your job is if you get on your knees and give me a blowjob” he paused, I paused, we stared at each other for a whole minute before he burst into laughter and I echoed with my own awkward laughter – this had better be some sick joke.“Wouldn’t that be scandalous Mr. Thompson?” I turned to leave, thinking I could easily slip away and speed walk back to my office which was just down the hall but he grabbed my arms again, tighter this time and pulling me towards him, I repulsed. Mr. Thompson was a man a beer gut, protruding out and nearly cutting out some of his buttons, he was balding and smelled like he smoked cigarettes twenty hours of the day.“I’m serious Cher – “ he pulled harder and I ya
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-11-18
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The Roomie Complex 53 - THREE WORDS, EIGHT LETTERS
CHERYL'S POVThe night wrapped around me like a silk veil, thick with the scent of summer air, sweat, and liquor. The masquerade carnival pulsed with energy—bodies moving in sync to the bass-heavy music, laughter and chatter blending into the electric atmosphere. Everywhere, there were flashes of color, glimmering masks, and people indulging in the thrill of anonymity. Tonight, nobody was anybody.I downed the last of my drink, my pulse buzzing as I let the alcohol seep into my bloodstream. One more. I needed another. Anything to drown the thoughts clawing at the edges of my mind—Aiden, Anika, my own stupidity. My dress fluttered as I spun into the crowd, letting myself get swept away by the music.I moved with reckless abandon, my body swaying in time with the beat, hands tangled in the humid air, the golden glow of the fairy lights painting my skin. If I let go hard enough, if I danced wild enough, maybe the weight in my chest would disappear. Maybe I could forget the hollow ache of
The Roomie Complex 52 - CARNIVAL
CHERYL'S POVI refused to cry.I refused to be the kind of girl who sat in her room, sobbing over a guy who couldn’t even bother to text her back. Well, I used to be that girl when I was married to Marty but not anymore or so I thought. But no matter how many times I swallowed hard, clenched my fists, or blinked up at the ceiling, the tears still fell. Hot. Unwanted. Furious.I wiped them away aggressively, my throat burning. Why did I still care?It had been hours since I left the beach, since I stood there alone under the fading sunlight like a complete idiot, waiting for Aiden. Waiting for nothing.And now, all I could see in my head was the exact reason why—Aiden walking out of Anika’s house.Betrayal sliced through me.The sound of my phone buzzing snapped me out of my thoughts. I almost ignored it, but then I saw the message.Pearl: Hey babe, town's masquerade party is tonight. You in?I hesitated.I wasn’t in the mood to party. Not when my heart felt like it had been ripped apa
The Roomie Complex 51 - I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU
Aiden’s POV – The Night He Stood Cheryl UpThe plan was simple. Meet Cheryl. Tell her the truth. Be with her.I had imagined it already—the way her face would light up when she saw the picnic I had set up. The way the ocean breeze would tangle in her hair, the way I’d sit next to her, close enough to reach out and touch her hand. Just me, her, and the waves.And then, just as I was getting ready, Anika called.I almost didn’t pick up. Almost. But something in her voice made me pause. A tremble. A sharp breath. I had known her long enough to recognize when something was wrong."Aiden, can you come over?""Anika, I can’t right now—""Please. Just for a second."It was stupid. I should have said no. I should have ignored the call and gone straight to Cheryl like I was supposed to. But a part of me thought, if I just check on her real quick, then I can leave. No harm done.I told myself I was going to be in and out.At Anika’s PlaceI barely stepped through the doorway before I told her,
The Roomie Complex 50 - STOOD UP
CHERYL'S POVCheryl wasn’t sure why she invited Pearl shopping with her. They weren’t particularly close. In fact, before all of this, Pearl had been little more than a friendly acquaintance—one of the few people in town who didn’t make her feel completely out of place. But for some reason, when she was debating who to call up, Pearl’s name had come to mind.Maybe it was because Pearl knew things. Maybe it was because Cheryl needed information.She didn’t ask about Aiden right away. That would be too obvious. Instead, she wandered the clothing racks with a lazy sort of interest, picking up a sundress here, a pair of sandals there, pretending to be lost in thought.Pearl caught on quickly.“Okay,” she said, turning to Cheryl with an amused look. “You keep sneaking glances at me like you wanna ask something but are too scared to say it. Spit it out.”Cheryl hesitated, feigning interest in a rack of crop tops before finally sighing. “It’s nothing.”Pearl scoffed. “Bullshit.”Cheryl wince
The Roomie Complex 49 - IT'S A DATE
CHERYL'S POVHis hot breath fanned my face, spreading goosebumps around my body. His face was close to mine, so close that our lips were barely touching."Do you still want me to teach you how to be a bad girl" his voice was a drunken slur, but soft with a little grunt and sounding like honey to my ears.I swallowed, barely unable to muster words. I knew I should leave, I should have just made sure he got home safely and then drove back to Aunt Marge's house and wallowed in self pity for the rest of the night, but God I missed him so much and every inch of my body craved him in ways beyond human comprehension."Tiny - " he grunted, his lips found my neck and I let out a slight whimper. I knew he only wanted this because he was drunk and hurting, I knew there was a slight possibility that I would regret it in the morning, there was also a slight chance that this is the closest we were going to get and he was going to break my heart into a tiny million pieces and of course without meanin
The Roomie Complex 48 - PLEASE STAY
Cheryl's POVA week had passed since I was discharged from the hospital. The bruises had faded, the headaches had dulled, and the stitches had been removed. A small bandage still clung to my forehead, but it didn’t matter. Physically, I was fine.Emotionally? That was a whole different story.I was staying at Aunt Marge’s house for now, a temporary arrangement while I figured out what was next. The past few days had been a whirlwind of job applications, house hunting, and scrolling through online listings for apartments I wasn’t even sure I could afford. It was exhausting, but none of it occupied my mind as much as him.Aiden Scott.I hadn’t heard from him since the night he stormed out of my hospital room. The funeral had taken place while I was still in recovery, and since then—nothing. No calls. No texts. No sign that he even remembered I existed.I’d picked up my phone at least a dozen times, hovering over his name in my contact list. I wanted to check in, to see if he was okay, b
The Roomie Complex 47 - JUST THE BEGINNING
AIDEN'S POVThe world stopped.I must have misheard her.I blinked at the nurse, waiting for her to correct herself, waiting for her to say something—anything—that made sense. But she didn’t."Your mother—she’s… she’s dead."No.The hospital room suddenly felt too small, too suffocating. The beeping monitors, the low hum of voices from the hallway, the sterile scent of antiseptic all faded into static. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning everything out."Dead?"The word barely left my lips. It didn’t sound like me, like my voice. It sounded like someone else—someone far away, someone detached from the moment, because this couldn’t be happening.The nurse nodded hesitantly, gripping the clipboard in her hands like she needed it to steady herself. "I… I’m so sorry, Mr. Scott. It happened just now. It was sudden—"I didn’t hear the rest.I barely felt the chair screeching backward as I pushed to my feet, my legs moving on pure instinct."Aiden—" Cheryl’s voice barely registered, but I
The Roomie Complex 46 - BAD NEWS
CHERYL'S POVThe first thing I noticed was the smell.That awful antiseptic stench, thick and artificial, clinging to every inch of the hospital room. It filled my nose, stung the back of my throat, and told me exactly where I was before I even opened my eyes.Then came the pain.A dull, persistent throb in my skull, like something was wedged behind my right eye, pulsing in slow, miserable beats. My throat felt dry—raw, even—as if I had swallowed a handful of broken glass. My limbs were heavy, my body ached, and the crisp hospital sheets tucked around me felt suffocating.The accident.The memory crashed into me all at once. The party. The argument. The way I had stormed out, my heart still racing from Aiden’s kiss, my mind an absolute fucking mess. Then the road, the headlights—Anika’s voice—Aiden’s arms around me as I faded in and out, his voice breaking through the chaos, telling me to hold on.I sucked in a sharp breath and forced my eyes open.The hospital room was empty.A stran
The Roomie Complex 45 - THE CALL
AIDEN'S POVThe hospital was too quiet.Not the kind of quiet that brought peace—but the kind that coiled around your throat, suffocating you with an unease you couldn't quite place. It had been hours since Cheryl was admitted, but I still hadn't left. I couldn’t. The thought of her waking up alone in this sterile, impersonal room made my stomach turn.I sat beside her bed, arms resting on my knees, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest beneath the thin hospital blanket. Stable. That’s what the doctors said. But I had seen the blood, the way her fingers had trembled when she reached for me, the unfocused glaze in her eyes before she passed out in my arms.Stable didn't fucking cut it.I exhaled sharply and dragged a hand down my face. My head was pounding, exhaustion pressing against the edges of my consciousness, but I refused to close my eyes. The moment I did, I’d see the crash again—the twisted wreck of her car, the glass littering the pavement, the sheer fucking terror tha
