The Roommate

20

The music pounded in my ears as I walked into what I could only assume was Tyler's house. It was a mansion, and the moment I walked in the door I was greeted with rap music and strobe lights. I smiled as Kevin greeted me dragging me along past people grinding on each other, making out, and drinking. He took me to the basement where the music was faint and a group of guys were sitting on a couch.

"Hey guys, this is Emerson!" He motioned towards me.

I looked at them smirking, "I'm Tyler." Said one of them getting up, "Heard a lot about you."

"Good or bad?"

"Depends on what your personal definition of the word is. Sure it could go either way."

I raised an eyebrow as Kevin jumped in. "So who's got the stuff?"

"Andrew brought some weed, for now that's all we have." Tyler shrugged.

I sat down on the couch between two guys I'd never met before. Both of them stared at me in a mesmerized state as Tyler passed me a joint lighting it. I placed it between my lips staring back at one of the guys, my eyes piercing through his skin until he had to look away. Tyler kept telling Kevin that he had a friend who was bringing some 'fun stuff' what he referred to as 'hardcore'. I relaxed on the couch in between the two guys listening to them talk. Finally Tyler looked straight at me.

"Say much Emerson?"

"She's quiet most of the time." Kevin jumped in.

I was in a daze when Tyler's friend arrived with all sorts of stuff. I was nearly passed out as Tyler lead me to a secluded room. "Where are we going?" I asked faintly.

"You'll see." I didn't know where Kevin was, and this worried me. Tyler lead me back upstairs where the music was loud. He pulled me into a group of people who were dancing wildly, but I didn't dance. I wasn't the dancing type. He soon picked up on this, and grinned pulling me away. "Not the dancing type huh?" I shook my head as we walked upstairs.

He brought me into some sort of bedroom, and I looked around in awe. It was beautiful. It should have belonged to someone who was a billionaire. Before I could comment on how nice it was I was pushed up against the wall. Tyler smelled strongly of alcohol as he leaned in close to my face. "What are you doing?" I cried as he began fiercely kissing me.

"Oh c'mon Em, I heard about your sex adventures."

"It's all rumors." I tried to push him off me, but he was too strong. I kept struggling until I finally screamed loudly causing him to push himself away from me.

"Dammit Em! Shut the fuck up! I thought you were cooler than that..."

"G-Get away from me." I sobbed.

So he did, he ran out of the room leaving me there. I crawled into a ball on the floor crying. My make up dripped off my face staining the white carpet. I heard someone outside the door, and I knew they were listening. They pushed the door open slightly, but staid quiet. I wanted them to leave, I didn't know why they were just standing there. Did they enjoy watching me suffer?

"Emerson..." They said softly. I sat up looking into his eyes not believing what was happening. "What happened?" He must have heard the whole thing. He helped me to my feet dragging me back downstairs and out the back door. I was too out of it to refuse, but by the time the fresh air hit my face I was aware of what was going on.

"What are you doing here?"

"My friend invited me... but I was about to leave anyways. It's crazy in there..."

"Well fine, but I don't want to talk to you okay?" I didn't know why I needed to say this. I was sure he knew I was upset.

He looked at me sadly, taking in my gaudy appearance. He could tell at just one look how sick I really was. He stepped forwards trying to hug me. I pushed him off with the small amount of strength left in me.