Roommate - SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

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Roommate - SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

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Nicole

"Here."

I stared at the blazer dress being held out to me by Blake before eyeing him carefully. "What's this for?"

He rolled his eyes when I didn't even try to take it from him, setting it on my bed instead. "Not like I'm going to bite you if you take it from me, doll face." The dress laid perfectly on my bed, as if it was just ironed or steamed. "That's the uniform for the job. You start today, right?"

After checking the date on my phone, I nodded and looked back over at the dress. It was all black with two rows of gold buttons and looked like it would reach mid thigh on me.

Blake was still staring at me when I lifted my eyes to look at him again. It made me a bit uncomfortable so I started shifting on my feet, avoiding his gaze. Ever since he went through the trouble of getting me a job that could actually work with me has made me see him differently.

Up until he started being his perverted self again, that is. Then it was right back to square one of me hating rooming with him. Sure I was thankful for the job and it was sweet of him to even take notice in my struggle of wanting to find a job in the first place. But he was still just my pervy roomie.

And I still wanted out.

"You gonna need a ride?"

My eyebrows met my hairline at the question. Was he offering me a ride without actually asking me straight up? Didn't matter, because my answer would've been the same anyway.

"No, actually. I have my car."

"You do?" His head tilted to the side as if he was actually surprised at the fact that I have something to get around in. Did he really believe I've been walking everywhere?

Wait.

"You think I can't afford a car or what?"

He scoffed at the question, looking like I just insulted his mom. "How'd you get that from me just making sure you have a way to get to the hotel?"

"Uh," I raised a brow and crossed my arms over my chest. "Maybe the fact that you looked shocked when I said I had a car."

"You're overthinking it, sweet cheeks."

I did tend to do that.

"Whatever." My ass met my bed when I dropped down on it, and I waved him off with a sigh. "Wouldn't have accepted a ride from you anyway. Rather take the bus."

A soft smile grazed his lips. "When did I offer you a ride exactly?"

Didn't he? I thought about it for a second and realized he didn't actually offer one from him, he just asked if I needed a ride in general. Assumptions always made shit awkward when you were wrong.

Still decided to play the smartass card. "Then why ask if I needed a ride?"

"'Cause Patricia could've taken you, she's been dying to hang out with you, even if it's just a car ride." Something resembling a snort escaped him and I felt my cheeks warm up in embarrassment. "Can't believe you rejected something I wasn't even offering. You prefer the bus over a car ride with me?"

I rolled my eyes to cover my shame. "Your car probably smells like ass, sweat, and a variety of STDs. Of course I'd pass if you actually offered. A bus would be cleaner than that sex den."

As he usually did, he pulled his shirt off over his head with one hand, and I made sure I avoided looking in his general direction before he got the wrong idea again. Apparently just looking at him without a shirt was a sign that you wanted him.

Egoistic jerkwad.

• • •

I exited the building and cursed myself for leaving my flats in the car instead of bringing them in with me. Walking with heels all the way across the parking lot to my car was gonna be a pain.

They informed me they'd work on reserving my parking spot close to the building soon. But for now I had to deal with walking a bit more than the rest of the employees.

The parking lot was empty apart from five cars besides mine, and mine was the farthest away.

I debated taking off my heels and walking barefoot across the asphalt. No matter how tired I was, I'd never stoop to that level.

I hated the idea of being barefoot, especially outdoors.

Determined and desperate to lay in bed after a long day, I started walking to my car when I noticed a group of men walking in my direction. Seemed like they had walked out of an alley, because I hadn't seen them until now.

Anxiety engulfed me and I spun to walk right back into the building, waving at Diana, the girl who took over once my shift was over. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and I forced a smile, looking over my shoulder to see the men walk slowly. Too slow.

Fuck me. I just wanted to lay down.

"Did they do something to you?" Diana's voice was full of concern and I waved her off, shaking my head.

"No, don't worry. I just got a bad feeling when I saw them so I came back in." I sighed. "My car's a bit far."

I watched her press the security button under the reception desk, and I appreciated that she understood my fear. Sad to say that women will always have fear engraved into their brain no matter what. Too many awful incidents happening, we could no longer trust anyone.

I sat down on one of the chairs in the lobby to wait for a security guard, so he can escort me to my car. Sure, I hated relying on others, but I still chose safety over discomfort.

"You working tomorrow?" Diana tried to start a conversation as she rested her cheek on her fist. She already looked bored and she just started her shift.

I extended my legs out to stretch as I yawned into my palm. "Yeah, I start at 4 p.m."

"I see. I'm working the shift after you again." My yawn triggered a yawn of her own and I tried to hold in my laugh.

Ever think someone is staring? Fake a yawn and you'll know if they also yawn.

The elevator doors opened and I stood from my seat when I saw one of the security guards exit the cart. He nodded at Diana and she pointed over at me, shifting his gaze on me.

"Be a dear and walk her to her car, yes?"

Lips still tight, he nodded again and waited for me to walk in front of him. I waved goodbye to Diana for the second time tonight and she smiled.

"Drive safe!"

"I will, have a good shift."

"Will do my best."

Once outside, I immediately noticed the men waiting nearby the building and my gut tightened at the idea of them waiting specifically for me. Most likely, they were just waiting for any victim at all. When they saw Connor, though, they didn't waste time in walking away, this time a lot faster than they were walking earlier.

Feeling a lot safer already, I ignored my tired feet and sped walked towards my car, hearing Connor's heavy footsteps not too far behind. I also appreciated the fact that he wasn't much of a talker. I wasn't big on meaningless small talk just to avoid awkward silences.

The sound of my car unlocking reached my ears as I was just a couple of feet away and Connor looked around the parking lot as I stepped into the driver's side. Once inside, I immediately locked the doors and waved at him through the window. Again, all he did was nod as he turned around to walk back to the hotel.

• • •

I fell asleep in my uniform last night.

After everything, I just dropped myself face down on my bed and didn't even notice when I knocked out. All I took off were my heels, and they were just laying beside my bed.

"Is it true that men were waiting for you guys outside the hotel?" I jumped up in surprise at the sudden voice. I hadn't even realized he was in the room.

"At least make your presence known before you talk. You scared the shit out of me."

"Did you? I don't see a shit stain anywhere."

I covered my ass with my hand, flipping onto my back instead when my hand didn't cover much. "Not literally, dumbass."

"Answer my question."

I rubbed a hand down my face and shrugged before stretching my arms over my head. "Yes. Connor had to walk me to my car. What about it?"

"What about it?" He scoffed. "There's been a group of men always waiting outside hotel buildings, waiting for women to be alone. I can't believe you would even attempt to go to your car by yourself, without requesting a security guard to begin with."

"What are you, my dad?" I grumbled. "It's too early in the morning to be scolding me. I was tired and just wanted to get to my bed."

"Well, next time at least be more careful." He actually sounded a bit angry. "Not to mention smarter."

"Is that how you talk to Patricia?"

He looked annoyed at the question. "Of course, she's my sister."

"Yeah, well I'm not so leave me alone."

"Well shit, sorry for caring about your safety."

Something in me warmed at the comment, but I pushed it down and rolled my eyes. One good comment didn't take away from all the other perverted comments he had made already. Including the shit stain he was trying to find on me just now.

Without either of us saying anything else, he walked out of the dorm room.

I was left thinking about him caring even if I didn't want to.