Trouble

When Lynn opened her bedroom door, she hugged me so tight that I could've stopped breathing. This meant one thing, there was a big problem. If she had been okay, she wouldn't have hugged me like that because she couldn't stand me.

I hugged her back, telling her that everything would be okay even though I had no idea what her issues were. Somehow, the sobs reduced and after a while, I led her to the couch. I locked the front door and sat next to Lynn pulling her into my arms.

I don't know why but I felt bad that she was in such a sad situation. I just hoped it wasn't Ross who had done that to her because I'd kill him. A person didn't hurt my roommate and just got away with it. I couldn't allow that. Had he taken advantage of her?

It was a good thing that she was down, though. I got to hold her in my arms with her permission, and boy that felt good. If she thought I was good enough to comfort her, I was on the right path. She let herself be vulnerable in front of me and that meant one