Hi everyone!
New story idea. Please comment and let me know if you like it or if you don't. Please, it is very important you say yay or nay so I can decide to pursue it or not.
Also I will start completing my other stories!
One Room
I stared at my roommate Jacob's belongings with a disdain I had since his birth. Why the hell did our parents have to be engaged to each other? What is worse is the fact that we had to share a room. Ever since my father Mason left my mother she had been seeing Jacob's father. I hated Jacob, I hated the reservation, I hated everyone with the last name Black. Ugh. I hated this house. It was too tiny for me. I was used to being rich. Not to say I was that snooty but I needed fucking space!
I kicked over the small trash can and it flew into the wall. I heard a low chuckle come from the opposite side of the room. I was slightly embarrassed at being caught in this angry state but fuck him if he thought I would lie down and take this lightly. I crossed the tiny room and got in his smirking face.
"I suggest you stop laughing at me." I said very menacing.
Jacob pulled up straight, towering over me a few inches. When the hell did he get taller than me? "Or what?"
"Or I'll fucking kick your ass." He outright laughed at me.
"You better think twice about that Edward. Our parents are gone, and there is no saving you this time."
Save me? Ha. I punched him so hard his head snapped back and he stumbled out into the hallway. With a roar he ran forward and rushed me, slamming me full bodied into the wall. His arm was under my chin pressing into my throat. I kicked my feet trying to settle them on the ground.
"You're in my house now Pretty Boy. Abide by my rules or sleep on the fucking floor." With that he released me and I gasped for air.
"You don't have to try and kill me." I rubbed my throat while I coughed. "I hate being here as much as you hate me being here."
"I don't. That's the thing.."
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