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Chapter 20: Rectifying errors

Author: Jewella
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-27 01:44:12

Alex~

I sit on the edge of my bed with my head in my hands, staring at the floorboards because I can’t look anywhere else without remembering.

Seth’s arm across me, his mouth on my skin, his face when I called it a mistake.

He isn’t here. His bed is neatly made like no one even touched it. The hoodie he wore last night is gone. The whole room feels emptier than it should.

I check my phone even though I know there’s nothing. No messages. Not from him. Not from anyone.

I swipe through apps I don’t care about and then stop on Tracey’s contact. My thumb hovers over it.

I have to fix this. I have to fix something.

I type:

Can we talk today? Please.

She takes a while to reply, long enough that I think she won’t.

Then:

Fine. Cafe by the humanities building. 11am.

I exhale shakily.

The café smells like burnt coffee and old wood polish. I sit at the corner table, tapping my fingers against the paper cup. The steam curls into the air. I watch it instead of the door because watching the do
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    Alex~I lie on my back staring at the ceiling, the dim yellow glow from the streetlight cutting faint stripes across the room. My sheets are tangled around my legs and my phone is heavy in my hand, screen dark.It’s past midnight.Seth’s bed is still empty.I’ve scrolled through his contact a hundred times without typing a thing. My chest feels hollow, like someone’s scooped everything out and left me with just the echoes. Tracey’s voice keeps playing in my head—then why does it feel like you’re lying to me?The door handle turns and I flinch before I can help it.The door eases open and Seth steps inside, shutting it softly behind him. His hair’s damp like he showered at the gym, his hoodie sleeves pushed to his elbows. He looks tired in a way that goes deeper than practice—shoulders tight, mouth pressed in a line.He notices I’m awake and pauses in the low light. “Hey,” he says quietly, voice rough, like he hasn’t spoken in hours.I swallow. “Hey.”He sets his bag down by his bed.

  • More Than Roommates    Chapter 22: Buzz

    Alex~I sit through the last few minutes of Media Theory with my pen tapping against the edge of my notebook.The sound is small, but it’s the only thing keeping me from thinking too hard.There’s a faint buzz in the room—not the normal low chatter, but something tighter, contained laughter that dies when I look up.Jordan leans closer, his shoulder brushing mine.He grins like he’s about to let me in on a secret. “So,” he murmurs under his breath, “we’re just not talking about it?”I glance at him, frown forming. “Talking about what?”He raises both brows. “You. Seth. The bar.”My pulse stutters. “What bar?”Jordan’s grin sharpens. “Oh, come on. Someone saw you guys leaving that queer place near campus Saturday night. Didn’t know you swung that way, man. Should I be congratulating you? Finally out?”My pen stills. “We weren’t… we didn’t…” The words jam together in my mouth. “It wasn’t like that.”Jordan studies my face for half a second, and his grin softens into something almost

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    Alex~ I don’t know what wakes me up, but when I do, I see Seth moving around quietly, pulling a hoodie over his head, shoving books into his bag. He notices I’m up but doesn’t say a thing.I risk a glance at him. His jaw’s tight, his eyes shadowed like he didn’t sleep either.“You good?” he asks finally, voice flat.“Yeah,” I say, though we both know I’m not.He slings his bag over his shoulder. “See you later.”The door closes behind him, leaving the room feeling like a shell.Class is worse than I expect.I slide into my usual seat in the back row. Jordan’s already there, headphones half-off, scribbling something in his notebook. He glances up, frowns.“Dude, you look like shit.”“Thanks,” I mutter, digging my laptop out.At first it feels normal—the low buzz of chatter, the shuffle of papers, the teacher not here yet. Then I notice it.A cluster of people three rows up glancing back at me, whispering behind their hands. A stifled laugh.I tell myself I’m imagining it.Then som

  • More Than Roommates    Chapter 20: Rectifying errors

    Alex~I sit on the edge of my bed with my head in my hands, staring at the floorboards because I can’t look anywhere else without remembering. Seth’s arm across me, his mouth on my skin, his face when I called it a mistake.He isn’t here. His bed is neatly made like no one even touched it. The hoodie he wore last night is gone. The whole room feels emptier than it should.I check my phone even though I know there’s nothing. No messages. Not from him. Not from anyone.I swipe through apps I don’t care about and then stop on Tracey’s contact. My thumb hovers over it.I have to fix this. I have to fix something.I type:Can we talk today? Please.She takes a while to reply, long enough that I think she won’t.Then:Fine. Cafe by the humanities building. 11am.I exhale shakily.The café smells like burnt coffee and old wood polish. I sit at the corner table, tapping my fingers against the paper cup. The steam curls into the air. I watch it instead of the door because watching the do

  • More Than Roommates    Chapter 19: Post

    Alex~The bathroom mirror doesn’t help.I look wrecked. Lips a little swollen, faint marks on my throat, hair sticking out like I’ve been dragged through a storm. My pulse is still racing and I can still feel him on me and inside me and I press my hands against the sink because my knees want to give out.What the fuck did I just do? I ask myself for the, I don’t even know, time.I splash cold water over my face and it doesn’t fix anything.I dry my hands on the hoodie, step back into the room. Seth’s wide awake now, sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. He looks at me, hair messy and his expression soft.“Hey,” he says, voice rough with sleep. “You okay?”I can’t even meet his eyes. “We… shouldn’t have done that.”He blinks, confused. “What?”“It—” I swallow hard. “Last night. It was… it was a mistake.”He goes very still. “A mistake?”The softness drains from his face. He sits up straighter, shoulders tense. “You’re calling that a mistake?”“I didn’t mean for it to…”

  • More Than Roommates    Chapter 18: After

    Alex~Seth’s weight is still on me, his forehead resting against my collarbone, his breath hot and uneven against my skin. His hand is still cupping the back of my thigh like he doesn’t want to let go.“Hey,” he murmurs after a long stretch of silence. His voice is soft, spent. “You okay?”I can barely think, but I nod against his shoulder.“Yeah.”“You’re sure?” He shifts slightly, pulling out slowly, careful like I might break. I wince but it isn’t bad it’s just strange, raw and real.He eases off me, sitting up on his knees, rolling the condom off and tossing it in the trash. I watch him through heavy lids, still catching my breath.His chest rises and falls in sharp jerks, his hair damp and sticking to his forehead, his lips swollen from all the kissing.“Gimme a sec,” he whispers, reaching for tissues, cleaning me gently like I might shatter.I twitch at the touch and he stills, eyes meeting mine.“It’s okay,” I say quickly, breathless.He gives a soft, crooked smile and goes

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