Psychopath Roommate Novels & Stories

“Right, Stematography.” “You’re not even sure of the concept,” I parrot. “Tristan… sorry, he-who’s-dead to me is unstable. He’s a sociopath with antisocial disorder. Of course, he has a pattern. Even Dahmer had a pattern.” “We’ve searched every hidden place,” Damon completely ignores my protests and ambles to the center of the room. “What do you see in plain sight?” “I see your stupidity.” “No, I mean plain sight,” he says, popping the ‘P.’

His face was buried inside that he didn't even noticed I had entered into the room, the bitch who is being fucked gave me a sly smile. With an irritated face I walked out of the room. I didn't care, I just got pissed that I had to look at that rubbish that was going on in there. "What's wrong?" My roommate was just trying to get on my nerves, she must have heard perfectly what was going on there but she just wants to hear my version of madness "What exactly do you want me to say?" I sincerely got tired of my silence and had to break it. "Are you heartbroken? Owww, it's not yet your turn." She mocked.

My mum had assured countless times, she enjoyed cooking and it was a form of exercise since she had nothing else doing but I just didn't want her working herself out. That night, various faces of people featured in my dream as my new roommate. It wasn't a big deal — I know — but it was for me. This was my last year in school so I needed someone that would help me out and not bring me down. I could still remember how my last roommate had disturbed my reading with his ultrasonic music. Each time I complained, he asked that I left the room for the library. According to him, the room was a place of relaxation and not a place to read. I had complained bitterly to Tunde and the rest of the crew b

Samara's Point of view "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. What the hell he is saying…! Is he out of his mind … ! "What do you mean?" I asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." "Are you mad or what? This is not possible, you must be joking. Now enough of your stupid jokes just get out of here". I yelled at him, instead of moving out of the room he started to laugh like a maniac.

Alex POV Stepping out of the amazing heat of the shower, I realize something. I have a roommate. A freaking guy roommate. Sweet Jupiter. The same guy who's picture I was fantasizing about not even a day ago. The Greek God that will be living in the same house as me. How am I going to be able to control myself. Don't get me wrong. I'm not all awkward, but damn. How would you act if you had to live with a beautiful creature.

"They are cookies. My mom made them. She always packs too much." "Why?" "Why cookies or why am I being nice?" He shrugged. "Cookies because they're good. Nice because you look like you need a friend." I took the bag. "Thanks." "We're ordering pizza later. You in?" "Maybe." "Cool. Fair warning, I know Luca's kind of an asshole but he's not completely terrible. And I'm told I'm delightful company." He walked backwards toward his room. "Oh, and the fourth roommate shows up tomorrow. Theo. He’s a vampire and a quiet guy, keeps to himself."

I had never met a more disrespectful person than the pair. I walked to my room in anger. I was going to kill Jen and Kari for this. How did I end up with such annoying and uncaring friends? Kari had left me and moved in to live with her new boyfriend Ron. Apparently, he was more important than our friendship. On the other hand, Jen had agreed to the proposal that Ron's cousin, Alec should be my new roommate. Then, I the foolish girl had agreed without even knowing what type of person Alec was.

The man did not come out either, surely he ended up renting a three-bedroom apartment. "He really cruel! what's wrong with him letting me stay in one of the rooms? I'll promise to pay. What a cheapskate man! he must be very calculating with his girlfriend. There's no point in a handsome face, if you are stingy like that!" I muttered unknowingly cursing at him. Several people passing by in front of the apartment looked at me in whispers. "What the hell! what did you see? never met a crazy person, huh?" I shouted at those who just walked around doing nothing.

I do not want to have a conversation with him either, so why was he being so rude? I walk into the room and close the door before locking it from inside. I sit on the bed and stare at the empty wall ahead. I turn my head to my suitcase, still sitting pretty in the room. I was somehow glad that I had fallen asleep instead of unpacking; I would have been too stressed to have to pack it up again. I'm lost in thoughts of how the hell this could happen to me when I hear a knock on the door. My roommate is a boy. A hot, shirtless, arrogant, smirking boy. This was a Greek tragedy, and I was the main character, about to suffer. I did not need to stay with him too long to know he was the kind of boy

"But have you actually considered whether your family can afford to rent you an apartment off-campus? Making your parents foot the bill over something this trivial is a bit unreasonable, don't you think?" I froze on the spot. My lips went white from biting down so hard. Without a word, I turned and walked out of the office. I felt utterly hopeless. Right outside the door, a tall, lean guy was leaning against the wall, seemingly lost in thought. The moment we crossed paths, he spoke up, "Hey, ever thought about getting a roommate? You look harmless enough. How about we share a place?" … "Back then, I brought Marshmallow back to campus, but she vanished again a few days later," I asked, lookin