Page 3 of Screwed By My Roommate

A new roommate.

This is going to be interesting.

Two

Jace

“Hey, how was the gym?” Henry asks, sitting down on the couch.

I chuckle, dropping my gym bag and crossing my arms. “Fine, why the hell do you suddenly care?”

“I can’t just make conversation with my friend?” he asks, trying to hide his smirk.

“You’re so full of shit. What do you want?” I ask with a laugh.

Henry and I have been friends since we were in sixth grade. His family was more of a family to me than mine ever was. We’ve been through everything together. From the first broken bone; to our first time having sex; to our first time breaking someone’s heart. We’ve had each other’s backs and I honestly don’t know how I would’ve made it this far in life without his friendship. He’s more of a brother to me than a friend.

To my family, I was nothing but an unwelcome presence. My mom was too busy trying to climb the corporate ladder and my dad was too busy chasing tail. They didn’t even care I wasn’t around and after a while, I gave up trying. I spent as much time with Henry and his parents as they allowed.

So when Henry is sitting here asking me bullshit questions about the gym, I know he’s up to something.

“I just got off the phone with Penny. She’s gonna stay in Roman’s old room for a while. She can’t go back to living with my parents. You’re cool with that right?” he asks, smiling.

Penny Brown.

The girl who makes everything complicated and causes me nothing but misery.

I grab the back of my neck and sit down on the couch next to him. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

“Why the hell not? It’s the perfect setup. I’m not gonna be around to keep an eye on her, help her when she needs it. Make sure she isn’t trying to date some asshole. But you will be. You can make sure she’s not being taken advantage of by some prick trying to get his dick wet.” He grabs my arm and looks at me with pleading eyes. “I’m gonna be across the fucking country. If she needs someone, I need you to step in. I need to know I don’t have to worry about my sister.”

Fuck. He’s done everything for me and now he’s asking me to take care of his sister. This is some fucked up shit, but what choice do I have? He’s never let me down and I won’t let him down.

I scrub my face and jump up to get in the shower. “Yeah, okay,” I mumble.

“I knew you’d be cool with this. You probably won’t even notice she’s here,” he yells at my back.

I close the bathroom door and grip onto the sink.

Oh, I’ll know she’s here. I always know.

Even when she’s not around, I feel her.

The problem is I don’t want her around. It’s too fucking tempting. She’s too fucking tempting.

Having her here is like dangling food in front of a starving man. I’ll want it and I know I can’t fucking have it.

I used to love having her around. She was so much fun and the older we got, the more I noticed her. Her body, her porcelain skin, her long dark hair. The way her lips are always wet and ready. The way her eyes close when she laughs. The way her hips move when she walks. The way her tits spill out of nearly everything she wears.

I notice it all and I shouldn’t.

She’s Henry’s little sister. She’s untouchable.

She causes me constant pain and endless fantasies.

“Fuck,” I breathe out, slamming my fists on the sink.

I strip out of my clothes, and then turn on the shower. I step in hoping the cold water will help with the burning need I’m once again feeling.

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