LOGINShare
62 - THE ESCAPE
Last Updated:
2025-04-21 17:57:05
Related chapters
The Roomie Complex 63 - THE CONFESSION
Cheryl’s POVThe moment I felt his arms wrap around me, I thought everything would be okay. For a single, fleeting second, the chaos quieted. But then I looked down. My eyes found Damon’s body lying limp on the cold, cracked earth, blood blooming beneath him like ink spilled from a broken pen.That’s when it hit me.I had shot someone.I had taken a life. Maybe not completely yet, but I could see the way his chest rose in stuttered breaths, each one weaker than the last. His blood... his blood was on me.I stepped out of Aiden’s embrace like I was in a daze, my body numb, the gun suddenly burning hot in my hands. I dropped it. It clattered to the ground like it had fulfilled its purpose.“We need to call someone,” I breathed. “911. We have to call for help.”Aiden’s voice was firm but low. “We need to get the hell out of here, Cheryl. Now. Before Alejandro realizes what’s happening.”“No!” I snapped, shaking my head. My voice cracked. “No, we can’t just leave him like that. I shot him
Last Updated : 2025-04-23The 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
Last Updated : 2024-11-18The Roomie Complex 2 - ROOMMATE NEEDED
Roommate needed: Male or female, doesn’t smoke, tidy, can cook tasty meals is a plus, minds their business – I scoffed at the roommate ad, is he looking for a roommate or does he want a maid? I folded the paper into my bag as I walked into the bank to clear out all the money from me and Marty’s joint account, ten thousand dollars, it was nothing much but it was enough to get me started on a new life.It was a week after, and I hadn’t set my eyes on Marty since I found those videos on his laptop. Immediately, I packed all my stuff and moved them out of the house before he returned home. I left the laptop on the bed, playing that one video with him going down on another woman and then I sent him a text. “I saw the videos – I’m done Marty. I want a divorce” Then I blocked him because I knew he was going to try and call and I didn’t want to speak to me. I didn’t want him to try and charm me with his words, look into my eyes with those big brown orbs of his and draw me back into his arm
Last Updated : 2024-11-18The Roomie Complex 3 - GOOD GIRL
“Hello Tiny” I heard the voice before I saw the face and it felt like I had been transported back in time, to where I was still in high school, and this voice taunted me all through. I paused, stepping back a little and I saw his face – I took a sharp intake of breath. It was him quite alright – Aiden Scott.“What – what are you doing here?” my voice came out squeakier than I intended it to be and I cleared my throat.“It’s my house silly – turns out you’re my roommate” he flashed a smile and I felt my stomach churn. He stretched upwards to retrieve the pots and placed them in the sink “I shouldn’t have kept them so far away – anyways what are you making cus I’m starving tiny”I couldn’t breathe – I placed a hand over my chest and my heart beat felt off the charts. It was him – and he hadn’t changed at all. He still had the sharp jaw with his reckless blue eyes, I could still feel his wicked charm ricocheting off him and he still had the face that looked like it was carved specially b
Last Updated : 2024-11-18The Roomie Complex 4 - TEACH ME
I had already downed my second glass when I began to fill the floozy effects of the bitter booze. Don’t get me wrong, I had gotten drunk or more likely tipsy, a few cans of beer, few glasses of wine but never the vodka and tequila kind, I always liked to keep it clean and a bit classy.But this was a different kind of drunk, I could feel the room spinning around and my tongue felt kind of loose, kind of sour and although it wasn’t a feeling I hated yet, it was different.I flashed my attention back to the group as they bickered on and on, and I tried to blend in, bob my head to the beat of the music in the background, nod my head to my conversations and maybe chuckled every bit now and then. I thought I was getting away with it until I heard Anika call my name.“That reminds me Cheryl, you got married didn’t you, you made this big fuss about it on social media” then I saw her eyes flicker to my finger where I had gotten rid of the ring, and my fingers lay empty.“What happened?” she a
Last Updated : 2024-11-18The Roomie Complex 5 - FIRST KISS
I woke up the next morning in my room, still wearing the clothes I wore the previous night. Soft rays of sunlight streamed lazily through the window and just as I tried to sit up that was when I felt it – a sharp zing slicing through my head, I fell back to the bed immediately. I shut my eyes to ease off the pressure and then it slowly started coming back to me.The previous night.‘Teach me’ I remembered saying to Aiden before I had puked all over his shoes.“Fuck!” I groaned internally. We had been roommates for barely twenty four hours and I had already embarrassed myself and puked on him. This is the reason I get bullied – I was always so clumsy and stupid. Well it was going to be okay, all I needed to do now was to avoid him at least just until I got a new place and then I would never have to see him again.I stood up gently from the bed, putting some slippers on and I walked quietly out of the room. The house was quiet, I wish the air would still even further so I could listen f
Last Updated : 2024-12-15The Roomie Complex 6 - TRUCE
It was a short kiss, but my belly tingled. His lips were as soft as the cloud and it ignited me. I was surprised, but now there was something else.“Cheryl – who’s this?” Marty’s voice came through, his face now puzzled and contorted in confusion.“Aiden Scott, I don’t think we’ve met” Aiden said instead with a steady smile and offering his hands for a handshake which Marty did not take by the way. “Cheryl’s my girlfriend”I nearly choked on my spit, but I managed to keep my cool but only because I was enjoying the look on Marty’s face.“That’s not possible, she’s married to me”“Not anymore as I presume” Aiden said “Last I checked, you starred in a truckload of porn movies, nobody wants to stay married to that”I chuckled silently.“Cheryl is this true?” Marty looked at me now, the panic and anger in his eyes brought instant satisfaction to my stomach and I wanted nothing more than to strike him further, I wanted him to feel a portion of what he put me through, stumbling on those vid
Last Updated : 2025-01-11The Roomie Complex 7 - DAMON BASS
CHERYL’S POVThe next morning I woke up with a slight headache after I had nearly stayed up the whole night drinking beer with Aiden and suddenly I didn’t hate him anymore, the kiss somehow had cushioned the rippling hatred I had felt towards him. It didn’t feel like the air had been sucked from lungs anytime I was in the same room with him and all the memories of the pranks he pulled at me in school weren’t rushing to my head to knock me off my feet. The kiss had definitely played a big factor in my shift of feelings towards Aiden, it replayed in my mind a dozen times since my eyes popped open, the softness of his lips, plump and pink met with the awkwardness, unsuspecting lips of mine. It had definitely caught me off guard, knocked the wind out of the air that it felt stuffy outside. I didn’t expect the raspberry taste of his mouth, I would have expected something more pepper minty, whiskey like or coffee even but not something so sweet – so delicious that I wanted more – I wanted
Last Updated : 2025-01-11
Latest chapter
The Roomie Complex 63 - THE CONFESSION
Cheryl’s POVThe moment I felt his arms wrap around me, I thought everything would be okay. For a single, fleeting second, the chaos quieted. But then I looked down. My eyes found Damon’s body lying limp on the cold, cracked earth, blood blooming beneath him like ink spilled from a broken pen.That’s when it hit me.I had shot someone.I had taken a life. Maybe not completely yet, but I could see the way his chest rose in stuttered breaths, each one weaker than the last. His blood... his blood was on me.I stepped out of Aiden’s embrace like I was in a daze, my body numb, the gun suddenly burning hot in my hands. I dropped it. It clattered to the ground like it had fulfilled its purpose.“We need to call someone,” I breathed. “911. We have to call for help.”Aiden’s voice was firm but low. “We need to get the hell out of here, Cheryl. Now. Before Alejandro realizes what’s happening.”“No!” I snapped, shaking my head. My voice cracked. “No, we can’t just leave him like that. I shot him
The Roomie Complex 62 - THE ESCAPE
Damon’s POVHe always knew it would come to this.The moment he saw Cheryl for the first time — in that slinky red dress at that bar, soft curls falling over her shoulders like poetry in motion — he knew he'd never stand a chance. Not when Aiden was involved. Aiden always got what he wanted, he looked like a guy that got everything he wanted. The girls. The glory. The forgiveness. Even after everything.But not this time.Not anymore.Damon lit a cigarette and took a long drag, leaning against the black Impala parked under the sickly orange glow of a dying streetlamp. The road out here was cracked, half-swallowed by overgrown weeds. The silence of the place clawed at the back of his neck, broken only by the distant echo of a rusted windmill creaking with each breeze.The warehouse ahead of him stood like a tomb — abandoned, graffitied, the scent of oil and mildew bleeding from its rusted frame. It used to be a car assembly plant, once. Now, it was the kind of place nightmares came to
The Roomie Complex 61 - THE DEVIL
Cheryl’s POVThe room was dimly lit—too dim to tell if the red smears on the floor were wine or something far worse.The air smelled of rusted metal, sweat, and something faintly floral—like someone had tried to mask the decay with cheap perfume, or maybe it was my own perfume turned cheap from the deathliness of this place. A single lightbulb swung lazily from the ceiling above me, casting long, flickering shadows that danced across the concrete walls like ghosts.My hands were still untied and free when my eyes popped again to the strangeness of this place, but they still ached from the pressure of the zip ties. My legs were numb, folded underneath me on the cold stone floor. I didn’t know how long I’d been here—minutes, hours—it all bled together in this silent, chilling purgatory.Until the door opened.It didn’t creak or groan. It glided open smoothly, almost soundlessly, like it had been waiting for this moment. And when I looked up—he was there.The boss - or so I assumed becau
The Roomie Complex 60 - INTENSE
Cheryl’s POVThe first thing I felt was the cold. It seeped through my skin like tiny shards of ice, making it impossible to stay asleep. Then came the pain—an aching throb behind my eyes, the sore sting in my wrists, the bruised thump of my knees. My body felt like it had been tossed like trash into the back of a car.I opened my eyes to darkness. Not complete darkness, but the dim, flickering kind—the kind that hummed from a dying fluorescent bulb overhead.My heart pounded. My breathing stuttered.Where the hell am I?I sat up slowly, the thin mattress beneath me crunching with old springs. My hands were free, but the bruises around my wrists told me they hadn’t always been. I looked around. Four walls. One metal door. No windows. A chair in the corner. A bucket near the wall that made my stomach turn.This was not a misunderstanding.This was not a mistake.I had been kidnapped.My fingers clenched into fists as panic began to crawl up my throat. And then… Aiden. His name crashed
The Roomie Complex 59 - THE PRICE
AIDEN'S POVI didn’t touch my food. I mean how could i even bring myself to eat in the situation but I had ordered the pastas already, it would be a shame to let it all go to waste.I couldn’t even bring myself to look at it.The table sat still, mocking me—her untouched wine glass, the roses she didn’t take with her, the memory of her voice echoing in my ears like a haunting."Do you know why I didn’t show up to that party?"God. I could still see the tears in her eyes when she said it. I could still feel her slipping through my fingers like smoke I couldn’t hold onto.She had walked out of that restaurant with her head held high, but I knew the storm she was holding back. Just like I knew I’d caused it.I stood slowly, threw some cash on the table, and stepped out into the night air. The streets were a little quieter now, the golden light of the restaurant casting long shadows across the pavement.That’s when I saw it.Her purse. Her phone.Just lying there. Abandoned.Panic sliced
The Roomie Complex 58 - THE KIDNAP
AIDEN'S POVI’d texted her earlier asking if she wanted to meet for lunch. But this wasn’t going to be just lunch — I was planning a date. A real one. The kind where I’d lay it all out: the truth, my past, my feelings. I was going to tell her everything. Then I was going to tell her I loved her and I wasn't that person anymore.So I dressed like it mattered. A dark navy suit, tailored. The tie she once complimented. I bought a bouquet of red roses — ones that matched the silvery-red dress I’d sent over earlier. It had taken me a solid hour to choose that dress, something that clung just right and shimmered when she moved.The restaurant was tucked into the edge of the waterfront, the kind of place that wore its elegance like an old song — soft jazz playing in the background, golden lighting that kissed the walls, waiters in pressed shirts moving with quiet grace, and tables set with flickering candles and polished silver.I arrived early. Sat by the window with the view of the river g
The Roomie Complex 57 - DANCE WITH THE DEVIL
CHERYL'S POVI didn’t go home yet after I left Aiden at the party. I couldn't wrap her head around the bombshell Aiden had just dropped on me, and more so I couldn't believe Anika had been using it to have him wrapped around her slimy fingers.I walked straight into the storm.Anika’s place looked exactly how I imagined a villain’s lair would look—sharp angles, moody lighting, the scent of overconfidence and money woven into every inch. I didn’t knock. I walked in like I had every right to be there, because I did. Not with a plan. Not with a strategy. Just the weight of the truth and a fury too heavy to carry alone.She was sitting by the window holding a glass of red wine in her hand, dressed in casual baby tee and sweatpants, her blonde hair tied up in a messy ponytails, tendrils of her framing her face that now had a scowl the moment she saw me and then slowly it morphed to a smirk.“Cheryl,” she said without looking at me, like she’d been expecting this moment all her life. “To wh
The Roomie Complex 56 - YES YOU CAN
Cheryl's POV“She has something on me.”The words fell from his lips like stones into water, heavy and irreversible.For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I just stared at him, feeling the ground beneath my feet shift. My heart was thundering in my chest, but my limbs were frozen, stiff with disbelief.She has something on me.That sentence echoed over and over again in my head, and with every repetition, it burned hotter—an inferno roaring in my chest, trying to claw its way out of me. My fingers loosened their grip around his wrist, not because I wanted to let go… but because I had to. Because if I held on a second longer, I might have shattered right in front of him.“What does she have on you?” My voice cracked around the edges, but I couldn’t keep the question down. It came out too fast, too desperate. “What kind of thing could she possibly have on you?”He looked away, his jaw tense. His silence twisted the knife deeper into my ribs.Then, finally, he spoke.“Something that happened
The Roomie Complex 55 - SECRETS
Aiden's POVI saw her before she saw me.She’d gone back to the party, to the flashing lights and the pulsing bass. I stayed behind, pacing like a caged animal, fury choking me with every breath I took.I’d let her walk away.Again.And that stranger—the one in the black mask—he was still there. Lingering. Like a goddamn shadow.The second I stepped back into the crowd, I saw her. Dancing.With him.Her body pressed flush against his, the white feathers of her mask catching the lights like she was some kind of fallen angel gone rogue. She moved like the music was part of her bloodstream—wild, reckless, untouchable. His hands were everywhere—her waist, her back, sliding too low. And she wasn’t just letting him.She was enjoying it. She was feeding off of it.And then she looked at me.That’s what fucking did it.She saw me standing there, eyes locked with mine.She knew I was watching.And she smirked.I felt it like a punch to the chest. That look—it was deliberate. A fire lit in her
