The Roommate

Episode 4

Today I found out that my roommate's name was Kacela. That name sounded too cute for a b***h like her. Tilda kept saying something about Kacela being a bad influence and how she was so sure that Rose was in my apartment a day before. At this point I didn’t really care if I was harboring a criminal but I didn’t want to be seen as an associate so I denied ever seeing Rose in the apartment. Besides, anything could have happened to her, anyone could have killed her and since there is no evidence yet it will be quite unfortunate that gay people will have to live in fear for some time but it will pass. I didn’t fail to notice the occasional pity look Tilda sent my way from time to time like I was in a bad situation or something.

So I had to ask her why she was looking at me. She didn’t say much only that she pitied me because I get to live with Kacela, I thought I sensed jealousy somewhere but I couldn’t place my fingers at the particular thing I sensed. I wasn’t really comfortable with the whole atmosphere so I faked a call and told Tilda that someone was waiting for me at my apartment. Thank God she believed me but she insisted on walking me to my apartment but she didn’t make it there. She had to make a turn. Something important came up.

When I opened my apartment door I was startled to see a half-naked woman in my kitchen and no, it was not my roommate, but at this point I didn’t bother caring who the f**k she was, because she was very pretty, and I really wanted to get a taste. I mean of whatever it was she was cooking.

She didn’t notice my presence until I cleared my throat, she immediately did a 360 turn and when her face landed on me she had a wide smile on her face. I didn’t know her from anywhere, but it didn’t stop her from attacking me with a very tight hug. Her name was Vera she was 23 and was my roommate’s friend. That was what she said. I didn’t get any other thing she said, I got her hand gesture which she made offering me to take a sit. I did take a sit I didn’t care if I was being controlled all that mattered was that I was going to be fed. I loved anyone that could feed me, I suddenly just turn to this little obedient thing, I think its just that a have a very strong love for good food cooked by pretty or half naked women.

My roommate was nowhere to be found, I guess she might be sleeping not that I actually care, I just didn’t need someone spoiling my mood. The food tasted like paradise, together with the small talk I had with Vera here and there. She was quite the crazy kind and of course a raging homo s****l, so my roommate turned out to be a w***e that f***s every lesbian in school. It bothered me but if her dating the whole school involves me getting fed then she can actually date whoever she wants. I didn’t stay long with Vera because I had a due assignment in a few hours so I just left. But not before she gave me a little kiss on my chick which I tried my best to convince myself that it was just her being polite. Well I love such politeness. Why can’t every lady be this polite?

The moon was too shy to show its bright yellow teeth to us this night so she hide behind the clouds, giving us a peak every time she deemed fit. The God of sleep stood by the door of my room waiting for the very moment I finished my assignment. I was lucky enough to have finished my assignment because I woke up the most backbreaking positions. The sun was rude enough to pick through my blinds,and it let it’s rays fall on my face making me curse myself for falling asleep in that position. I slept with my head on my desk and my face towards the windows which was quite stupid to say at the very least.

The water from the shower was so cold that it made my toes curl, at the same time it made me let out a very involuntarily moan which made me scared.

The shower was quiet short because I lost track of time from over sleeping, so I had to do what I hated the most, and that was rushing. I hated doing anything under pressure, so I told myself that the worst that could happen was missing a class. It’s not like my parents really cared about my grades, they just wanted me away from the house for some reason.

I haven’t heard from my mom since she left the house, it was like she just disappeared from the face of the earth. It was not the first time she would be doing something like that. I loved my mom so much, but at the same time we had quite a strained relationship.

I don’t really remember our relationship crashing. I just know that I woke up one day to a woman frowning at me in front of my bedroom while she was saying something about me being late to school. But as for my dad we never really talked and I just kinda believed that it was because he was busy. My mom was also busy. I mean literally everyone was busy too busy to talk to me or eat dinner with me. I grew up never complaining because somehow they made up for it by giving me literally everything, both the ones I never asked for.

Before I finally got to class, I could have sworn I bumped into about 5 random people. I don't really remember apologizing to any of them, and it was all because I was rushing. Everyone in school might as well think that i am a rude and disorganized brat who has zero sense of direction. After classes, I decided to head to a restaurant that was close to my apartment because I was quite famished, to say at the very least. I could swear that i was yet to take about 10 steps when I halted in my tracks. I couldn't scream i couldn't cry. I couldn't do anything I just stood there looking at the body lying in front of me. Another body, another f*****g body within the space of 24 hours. Tears couldn't find the right moment to fall from eyes but at the exact time, I recognized the person in front of me. It was Vera, the sweet human that fed me yesterday, it was her lying there lifeless with the same markings that was seen on the last body.

I felt so guilty because i knew deep down she was last in my apartment, but i wasnt so stupid to say anything to anyone. Yes, there were people here that I didn't recognize, and I only noticed that people were actually surrounding the body when my eyes left the body. It was so horrible knowing that there was someone out there who was actually hunting down lesbains. That very thought brought me to a sudden realization that Vera was actually with my roommate last night. I was no longer stupid enough to believe that my roommate was grieving. I knew she had an idea of what happened to these girls so i did what every reasonable person would do. I ran home as fast as I could, I really had to ask Kacela a few questions. But getting home I was stopped on my tracks.