Semua Bab The weight of whispers: Bab 1 - Bab 5

I clearly remember falling asleep on my bed. So, how and why am I waking up outside my room, at my doorstep?! No, seriously—what in the world? This could only be the deed of my so-called roommate. Sebastian. Yes, I know I'm a deep sleeper, I honestly do regret that about me. I've complained to the dorm officer about Sebastians' reckless attitude, but nobody listens. Of course Sebastian is the golden boy child, the favourite who does no harm. The dorm officer keeps telling me, “keep up with him this semester, then you'll be able to choose the room of your choice”. What if I don't make it out alive till the semester is over? We don't even get to chat, not like roommates. Not even like friends. That's torture to my kind of personality.I somehow regret coming to this institution. The gossips, cold glances. I could handle them on normal days, but some days it was heavy. Anyways, I won't let any of that weigh me down. I told my mom I could have gone to a place where i atleast fe

“Bitch!...bitch!”Uhmmm ... .excuse you?Tristan wasn't dead ass referring to me. I hope not. It wasn't even quite long until I came back from a stroll, I'm relaxing with my phone feeding my eyes in the kardashian’s page, and someone who God has forsaken is out there calling me a “bitch”. Thank goodness I bolted the door. He sure would have barged into the room without a second thought.“Tristan, I beg of you, get lost!” I was already losing it as I sprang up. I went close to the door. “What do you want, Tristan? Like bro it's not funny” I asked as I let out a deep breath. “I just wanted to know if Sebastian was in, he's not answering the phone”“Wasn't it obvious?” I brush my brows in slow motion. “Just tell him I stopped by, bitch.” He hit the door so hard and must have scampered. I wonder why a man at this age would behave like someone who never got the opportunity to play as a kid. Sigh.If he were my very good friend, there wasn't a problem calling me bitch, but not Tristan–i

I snap back to myself and shove his hand off my neck. My legs move before my brain does, I scurried out of the room, heart pounding like it wants to rip out of my chest. I try to think, to make sense of anything, but my head is just… blank. Empty. I don’t even remember I was supposed to charge my dying phone. My hands shake so much, I can’t even wipe the sweat ruining my makeup.The party is still going, but it might as well be over for me. I need my bed. I need silence. I need to pretend I didn’t just see Sebastian—my own roommate—kissing a guy like his life depended on it.My heels ache with every step. I don’t see a cab, and have no car. So I had to walk. My feet screamed, and I swear they’re bleeding by the time I reach the dorm. I kick the heels off the second I step inside, not caring where they land, and collapse on my bed. I can’t sleep. My eyes were heavy, not sleepy—just heavy from what it had witnessed. My body shakes a little. But at least I’m lying down. i was relieved