LOGINAiden's POV
I stood in front of the teacher's office, my heart pounding in my chest not because I just ran all the way here but because I was scared.
I can't lose my scholarship, I did everything I could to get it because I knew I wouldn't be able to sponsor myself to school and I can't depend on my parents.
The cold air that hit my behind reminded me that my pants are torn.
Breathing in and out, I wiped my sweaty palms on my pants before knocking on the door.
The teacher told me to come in which I did.
"You sent for me? Mr Reginald." I inquired, trying hard to sound calm.
Mr Reginald had his back facing me, he was going through some files stacked up in his office.
Looking over his shoulder, he said "Yes I did, give me a moment."
He went back to what he was doing. A few minutes later he finally stopped searching, he walked to his desk with a blue file in his hand, he dropped it on his desk before sitting on it.
Mr Reginald is a tall and well built man, he gives off spotter energy.
He crossed his stretched out legs and arms, his biceps bulging out, looking so tight and neat.
He gave me a once over, his eyes lingered on my body in a way that made me uncomfortable.
Pushing the feeling away, I decided to ask about the scholarship. "Sir, you said there's a problem with my scholarship?"
"Yes there is, but it's not something for you to worry about." He reached behind him and grabbed the blue file behind him.
"I just need you to sign here and I'll sort everything else out." He said.
All my anxiety and stress suddenly flew out the window, I sighed in relief and fished out a pen from my bag.
"Where should I sign sir?" I asked while standing up.
Mr Reginald pushed himself up from his table and dropped the file on the table, he opened it and pointed at the spot that needed my signature.
I bent over, my one hand holding my weight on the table while the other held the pen.
Suddenly I felt the weight of another person pressing behind me, a big hand snaked around my waist.
"Sir what are you doing?" I tried to wiggle myself out of the situation but his hold on me tightened.
"Don't act like you don't know what I am doing, you were asking for it." He swiftly turned me over, lifting me up like a bag of chips and placed me on the table.
"Mr Reginald please stop, I don't want this." I tried my best to push him off, my hands pressed to his chest.
"Stop acting like you don't want me, I know you do. If you didn't, you wouldn't be flirting with me."
"I wasn't flirting with you sir, I came to your office because you sent for me, all I wanted to do is sign the form and leave." I explained desperately while trying to free myself from him.
"Coming to see me dressed like this, aren't you just looking to get fucked?" His hands grabbed my almost bare ass.
This time I couldn't fight my tears, "Please, don't do this to me."
I wanted to slap him, I wanted to punch him in the face but I couldn't, I can't do that.
He will revoke my scholarship.
I have to let this go like I let what happened in the subway go, like I let everything else go.
However, I am not going to let him have his way with me.
I looked around, searching for something I could use against him but there was nothing.
While he was trying to forcefully pull down my pants, he shifted from the table, his groin was just above my knee.
Without thinking I kneed him there as hard as I could.
"Fuck! You bitch!" He yelled, finally letting me go, his hands glutting his dick.
I quickly got down from the table, picked up my bag and ran like the devil was chasing me.
I pumped into someone I don't know if it's a boy or girl because I didn't stop to check, I just kept on running until I reached my room.
All I want to do is get in my bed and just cry myself to sleep.
Today has been a very horrible day, I just want it to end.
I opened the door and walked in, tears still streaming down my cheeks, my body was shaking.
"Fuck!" Jordan yelled, his hands immediately went to his dick, covering it from sight.
He just stepped out of the bathroom butt naked.
Staring at him with a blank face, I couldn't react, I felt numb.
"I am sorry I didn't know someone else was in the room, I should have knocked before coming in." I said, finally looking away from him.
"It's also my fault, I shouldn't have stepped out naked knowing fully well that I don't live alone." His voice was laced with guilt, I think it was guilt.
I managed to walk to my bed without looking at him.
I heard the rustling sound of clothes and the next thing I felt Jordan's presence beside my bed.
"I saw you crying when you walked in."
I know Jordan is a good guy, he is kind and sweet but sometimes he is annoying and doesn't know how to read the room.
I don't want to talk to anyone, I want to be left alone.
I felt his cold hand on my neck, he slowly caressed my skin.
Unlike the others, his touch doesn't repulse me, I liked it.
"I don't want to talk about it, Jordan." I know my voice is muffled because I had my face pressed into my pillow.
"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, just let me sit here and comfort you quietly. Feel free to cry as loud as you want, Aiden, I am not going to judge you."
Jordan joined me in my bed, hand running on my back as u sob.
I couldn't control myself so I turned and hugged him, my face buried deep inside his chest and wailed.
He said nothing, he let me cry.
"Why is life so hard and unfair? I know I have never wronged anyone in my life so whose karma am I paying?"
"You are too pure and sweet to hurt anyone, I know whatever you are going through feels like it's too much, but I just want to let you know that I got you." He raised my head up and cleaned my eyes with his thumb.
"Thank you Jordan, you are a good roommate and friend."
Something flashes in his eyes but it disappeared as fast as it came, I almost missed it.
Jordan cleared his throat, his hand around me stopped caressing me, his body went rigid "Yeah..... Good friend."
Feeling too tired and drained even think about it. I whimpered a little searching for his hand, wanting to feel it again.
Orlando's POV I woke to the pale grey light filtering through the balcony doors, the sheets tangled around my legs. For a second I forgot where I was. Then the empty spaces on the other side of the room reminded me. No Aiden, no Macmillan and no Jordan. No familiar quiet breathing. Just a stranger’s neatly made bed and the hollow knowledge that everything had shifted. I dressed in silence and the room left before my roommate could come back. The corridor of the new wing was still half-asleep, polished floors reflecting the early light, and the distance to the main academic building stretched longer than it ever had before. The courtyard was already filling when I arrived. Students clustered in their usual groups, laughter sharp in the cool air. I spotted Lindsay near the steps of the science block, talking animatedly to a pair of girls. Her eyes found me the second I crossed the open space. She smiled, her smile was slow, satisfied and she lifted one hand in a small wave tha
Orlando's POVI woke to the pale grey light filtering through the balcony doors, the sheets tangled around my legs. For a second I forgot where I was. Then the empty spaces on the other side of the room reminded me. No Aiden, no Macmillan and no Jordan.No familiar quiet breathing. Just a stranger’s neatly made bed and the hollow knowledge that everything had shifted.I dressed in silence and the room left before my roommate could come back.The corridor of the new wing was still half-asleep, polished floors reflecting the early light, and the distance to the main academic building stretched longer than it ever had before. The courtyard was already filling when I arrived. Students clustered in their usual groups, laughter sharp in the cool air. I spotted Lindsay near the steps of the science block, talking animatedly to a pair of girls. Her eyes found me the second I crossed the open space. She smiled, her smile was slow, satisfied and she lifted one hand in a small wave that felt
Orlando's POVI woke to the pale grey light filtering through the balcony doors, the sheets tangled around my legs. For a second I forgot where I was. Then the empty spaces on the other side of the room reminded me. No Aiden, no Macmillan and no Jordan.No familiar quiet breathing. Just a stranger’s neatly made bed and the hollow knowledge that everything had shifted.I dressed in silence and the room left before my roommate could come back.The corridor of the new wing was still half-asleep, polished floors reflecting the early light, and the distance to the main academic building stretched longer than it ever had before. The courtyard was already filling when I arrived. Students clustered in their usual groups, laughter sharp in the cool air. I spotted Lindsay near the steps of the science block, talking animatedly to a pair of girls. Her eyes found me the second I crossed the open space. She smiled, her smile was slow, satisfied and she lifted one hand in a small wave that felt
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Aiden's POV “I want you, not Lindsay, and she knows that. I am going to be with you, Aiden, and that’s final. I don’t want anybody else, just you,” Orlando said quietly.I looked away from him as the last set of students filed out of the lecture hall, leaving only the two of us in the sudden, echoing quiet. The urge I’d been fighting since I first walked into the lecture hall and pretended not to notice him surged back, stronger now. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and pull him into a hug.Orlando looked like a mess. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his hair was messy in the wrong way, tangled, nothing like the usual majestic style that made my stomach flip.I swallowed hard, fighting the need to reach out and smooth it anyway.“Orlando, there’s nothing we can do here. I know this is unfair, but it’s unfair for all of us. I’m no longer sad that you hid the fact you have a fiancée. I’ve moved past that. However, I don’t want to be the reason you disobey your parents,”
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Jordan's POVI don't know how long I've been sitting here on this toilet seat, holding Aiden's boxer briefs.For a while now I've been concealing my feelings for my roommate. I know I am not his type, I know he won't accept someone like me.So I hid my feelings and suppressed them, dying in silenc
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