Psychopath Roommate Novels & Stories

he complained out of the blue and she could feel her face grow red. "Whatever." she hissed. "We can't be and will never be room mates." she said sternly. "Why?" he asked and she looked at him like he said the earth is flat. "Because for one, you're a guy. Two, you're annoying. Three, you're a stalker and four, you just impersonated your sister." she explained counting her fingers as she did. "Let me clear that out for you. One lots of girls have male roommates. Two, I am the list chasing person ever. Three, I'm definitely not stalking you. Fate just have a way of leading me to you." he winked at her and she rolled her eyes.

“That’s it! I’m going to murder that bitch. How dare she! I will kill her with my bare hands! “Hey, chill. Luckily, I called Jayden before taking any. She’s a crazy bitch. Well, enough of that Psychopath. How have you been? “Abandoned by my very own best friend. That’s so great, isn’t it? “Hey, come on. I didn’t abandon you. Actually, I intended coming over to pack my things” “So, you are finally moving out of the house. I feel so sad. My heart has been shattered in tiny bits. I will definitely miss you” “Same here” “It’s been so lonely” “Come on, you can let out my room for rent. Trust me, you will get an amazing flat mate”

And then I spoke, “I don’t like this room.” “Is it the color or is there any particular problem?” “I just don’t like it.” I snapped, and he paused a bit, eyeing me suspiciously, “It’s just not my taste. It’s dark and…” “You don’t have to worry about that.” He cut in softly, “the maids will set up another room for you.” His kind gesture was adding more to my rage. One would see him as a good and caring person not knowing his a psychopath and a manipulative asshole that needs help.

“The woman is not who I am worried about, I am worried about Axell! Don't you know how crazy he can be when he wants something? He does everything in his power to get it! He is a psychopath! Haven't you noticed that?” I screamed at the top of my voice.

For the first time, she saw that his eyes were a warm hazel color with gold flecks around his pupils. “I should tell you now that I'm not the world's neatest person.” I work late. I occasionally bring stuff from home to test recipes. And sometimes, my pals come over." In Grace’s mind, every word acted as a little caution sign. This dude was the epitome of pandemonium. He'd leave shoes in the hallway and dishes in the sink. He would sabotage her meticulously planned life in a hundred little ways. "I see," she uttered rigidly. "But," he went on, "I accept other people's personal space. Eventually, I clean up my mess. Additionally, I have better roommates than you since I make a mean morning b

I asked, walking closer. “Yeah,” he said, fake calm, “why wouldn’t I be?” I glanced down at his hand, “you’re about to break the fucking mug.” He didn’t look at me, “why do you have a man as a roommate?” I blinked, “seriously?” He finally looked up, jaw still tense. “First of all, flatmate, not roommate and jeez, he’s my best friend, Alan,” I said, “get over it.” “You hugged him.”

" I silently organized my belongings, and sure enough, the one hundred dollars I had left on my bedside was gone. Thankfully, I had the habit of keeping valuable items with me. My roommate noticed my low spirits and asked what was wrong. I believed that to prevent a repeat of today's situation, I should be upfront with my roommates. They had to be aware of the truth so they could assist me in guarding against Beatrice when I wasn't present. "I can’t believe there are parents like that in this world! It's infuriating!" Becky Green, my roommate, exclaimed, slamming her hand on the table.

"I told you earlier that they have always been more her friends than mine. And not because I don't like them, but because the ages are different and we have different ideas of what recreation, fun, is." "I see." "Last month, Alexandra told me that she was advertising for a roommate position in her apartment. That she needed someone to talk to, that she was feeling a little lonely. I guess her friends were more distractions than anything else.... And that she needed someone who really understood her. Someone besides me." Emanuele nods and drinks a glass of water while Joshua takes a breath to continue the explanation.

And the wicked look on his face said that he knew he won the argument. ********** 2 Months Later "Fuck fuck fuckkkkk..." I screeched. This was my first day at work and here I was having crazy thoughts in my head about how that crazy psychopath is gonna make my life hell. I don't know how but he convinced my parents to let me stay in a flat which company will provide and then he arranged a nurse for them who will take care of them. Later I got to know that there wasn't any flat provided by company. That motherfucker forced me to live with him as his roommate in the flat that he had brought for himself.

The zeal and passion behind this never burns out, hopefully I'll make a very good lawyer, one that can't be manipulated like those shitty ones, maybe I'll be able to save a family, even though mine wasn't saved, hopefully though, hopefully drugs doesn't kill me before then. I walked into the Apartment, percieving the smell of pasta, and there's only one person could be in my apartm -- our apartment cooking, Kai Parker, my roommate and best friend. The worst cook, he's not been around lately, he's been sleeping over at his boyfriend's place, at least one of us is having a nice love life.