The Roommate

Chapter 17

For AnnMarieThrush

WARNING: SLIGHT VIOLENCE

"Stop. I'm not in the mood." I pushed Ronnie away from kissing my neck. He sighed. He grabbed the plate I was washing out of my hands and threw it to the ground. I closed my eyes tightly as I heard it shatter.

"I am ignoring what you did yesterday. I'm ignoring the fact that you kissed another man." I turned around to look at him.

"I'm ignoring the fact that you fucked another man!" I flinched away when he raised his hand. It never came down to hit me. His hands came to my hips, his thumbs digging into my hipbones.

"So am I."

"I wasn't with you. You were gone." I gasped as his thumb dung deeper in my skin.

"You were a whore. So maybe you should be treated like one." I let out a scream when he lifted me over his shoulder.

"Stop it! Stop, Ronnie!" He dropped me on the couch. I noticed his smile. He thought I was enjoying this. He thought I was thinking this was a joke just like he was. Maybe a kinky role playing game. But it wasn't to me. "I'm serious."

"Come on, Mitch. You refused me last night. The least you can do is make it up to me."

"I'm not really up to it." He moved between my legs, ignoring what I said.

"Please, babe." I gave in. I closed my eyes to kiss him. I felt his hand go to unbutton my pants. His hands were rough. They were nothing like the hands that I wanted on my body. I could feel Scott's hands run along my stomach to grab my sides. I couldn't help the content sigh that escaped my lips. I missed Scott so badly that my mind switched Ronnie's touches to Scott's. My arms wrapped around the neck of imaginary Scott as the kiss became deeper.

I felt his hands. I felt his tender kiss. It was what my mind craved. It's what I craved. His soft lips were on my neck, slowly drifting down to my collarbone. I let out a small gasp when that moment came. I could hear Scott's breathy laugh in my ear. Ronnie lacked in Scott's stature of lower body length so it wasn't like my hands shooting to grab onto anything. So I had to use my mind. I imagined Scott taking things slow. Him making love to me with both of our feelings realized. That's what brought me to my climax. My nails dug into Ronnie's shoulders and my whole body tensed.

"Oh, Scott." It came out as a moan before I could stop myself. Ronnie held himself up on his arms.

"Scott was the guy last night." He thought for awhile before coming to a realization. "He was your roommate. The one you were fucking." I pushed Ronnie away to pull my pants back up. He grabbed my arm. "I'm not finished."

"I am. Let go." I yanked my hand away. Well, I tried but he was stronger than me. "Please. Ronnie, please."

"Mitch-" He grabbed my wrists again.

"No. Stop! Stop it! Please! Sto-" I smacked him clean across the cheek. It echoed in our quiet apartment. My hand went to cover my mouth. I couldn't believe I did that. I panicked. I've only hit him one other time. "I didn't....I didn't mean it." My first instinct was to run for the door. My hand wrapped around the doorknob before I was yanked away. I screamed.

"You son of a bitch!" I felt the air get knocked out of my lungs when I was slammed against the bookshelf. I slid down when he released me. My back felt like it was on fire. The pain spread through my body.

"Why?! Why are you doing this?! I didn't do anything!" I could only scream as he pinned me to the ground. I kneed him in the crotch before attempting to get to the door. Ronnie grabbed my foot though. I kicked his hands with my other foot. I felt two arms hook under my armpits and pull me away from Ronnie. Scott stepped in view, grabbing Ronnie's shirt.

"I'm going to enjoy this." Ronnie threw the first punch. But Scott easily dodged it and returned his own punch. I backed myself against the wall as they continued to fight. Ronnie had managed to knock Scott to the ground.

"No!" I did the only thing I could think of. I tackled Ronnie. He easily overpowered me. I felt a punch on my cheek. He hit me a couple other times until Scott regained himself. I gasped as the punch that Scott dealt Ronnie made a popping noise. Ronnie was knocked out cold.

"Are you okay?" Scott came over to sit on the ground next to me.

"Is he okay?" I nodded my head towards Ronnie. Scott turned my attention back to him. He had a cut on his eyebrow that was bleeding.

"Are you okay?" He was completely absorbed in how I was feeling. The pain that pulsed through my body would disappear when I stopped worrying about him. We were more worried for each other than ourselves.

"Scott....What are you doing here?" He chuckled.

"I, uh, came to return your key." His thumb went to brush across my bottom lip. When he pulled away, I noticed the blood on it. I looked up at him.

"Keep it. I don't want you to leave." Scott ignored the fact that I had a busted lip and leaned in to kiss me. I could taste my own blood in the kiss. But it didn't bother me. The real Scott was here.

We were interrupted by the police. Mrs. Jatto had called when she heard us begin fighting. I gave my side of the story, Scott gave his, and when Ronnie woke up, he gave his. It was kind of nice seeing Ronnie in cuffs. And in the back of a police car with a dislocated jaw. Courtesy of Scott. Scott and I were sitting against the wall next to the door after everyone left. He sighed.

"What now?" He asked. I set my head against his shoulder. I looked up at him from my position. I smiled.

"This....is perfect." He smiled back at me. Then he leaned down to connect his lips to mine. My body was screaming with the pain but it didn't matter.

Scott was back.