I've decided that this will be my last update until the 19th of May. My first exam is this Saturday coming and I have two other exams to do. I finish on the 18th, but I'm going out to party that night, so by no later than the 20th of May will you see a new story, or the next chapter for any of the stories I'm currently working on. But enjoy this chapter anyway… and try not to have nightmares about it, heh-heh.

My Big Fat Creepy Roommate

Just When Things Couldn't Get Any Weirder

Justin lost ten percent of his blood that night. Literally. He got a nosebleed from secretly watching Gwen and Courtney having sex in Gwen's living room. It explained why Gwen and Courtney lived next to each other despite their alleged feud, and why Gwen dumped Duncan and why Courtney forced Duncan to wear a dress every time they shifted while they were 'dating'.

Justin could use that as blackmail against Courtney and Gwen, but then he remembered how dangerous Courtney can get when threatened. He decided to leave them be. Besides, he found it to be quite hilarious how Duncan is now single yet still horny. Serves him right, thought Justin, it was his fault for being the writer's pet. Justin decided he's had enough fun for one night and headed up towards his and Owen's apartment. However, Heather stood in his way.

"Um, can I help you?" Justin asked.

"Definitely," hissed Heather. "I want you to have sex with me!"

"Um… aren't you supposed to be in a committed relationship with Alejandro?" Justin wondered.

"Yes, but this morning he said I could pick whoever I want to be his sex-slave," said Heather. "Plus, he finds you attractive and wants to have sex with you as well," she added.

"Seriously?!" shrieked Justin. "Is everyone in this apartment block bisexual or something?!"

"No," said Heather. "Blaineley, Brick, Chef, Cody, Courtney, Lindsay, Noah, Sierra and Scott are homosexuals, and Beth, Bridgette, Cameron, Dakota, Dawn, Ezekiel, Geoff, Harold, me, Jo, LeShawna, Sam and Tyler are heterosexuals."

"I'm straight as well!" Justin insisted.

"Please, you're like, too desperate to be attracted to just one gender," Heather sneered. She snapped her fingers. Justin found himself being lifted off the ground by hunky, Spanish hands.

"ALEJANDRO, PUT ME DOWN!" shrieked Justin.

"Hush, senior," Alejandro hissed menacingly. "You don't want us to hurt you, right?" Suddenly, the lights in Gwen's bedroom went on. Gwen opened the window and stuck her head out.

"Okay, I am not sure what is going on out here, and I'm also not sure if I want to know what is going on out here, but I do know that some of us are trying to sleep!" Gwen hissed. "By the way, Courtney's room is within earshot, so you could easily wake her up from her sleep. If she's woken up wrongfully… it won't be pleasant. Now fuck off." She stuck her head back in and slammed down the window, shut. Alejandro snarled as he dropped Justin.

"You are lucky, amigo!" hissed Alejandro.

"VERY lucky!" Heather added. They both left the fire escape with their arms interlocked. Justin sighed with relief.

All of a sudden, Beth opened her window, climbed out, went up to Justin and kicked him in the balls. She walked back to her window, climbed back in and closed the window shut with content, knowing that she's gotten back at Justin for manipulating her. Justin clutched his crotch, fell to his knees and threw up. Just when the male model thought that things at Total Drama Towers could not get any weirder, they actually do get weirder.

Because Justin was so dizzy after Beth kicked him in the balls, he fell backwards off the fire-escape and landed on the concrete. It took him half an hour to put up with the pain on his balls, back, left arm and legs, but thankfully he was only one storey above the ground where Beth kicked him, so Justin did not sustain any injuries.

Justin crawled over to the main entrance of the apartment block and heaved himself up in order to push open the door. He fell into the building and continued to crawl along the corridors in search of his apartment. Two hours of crawling later (it wasn't helped by the fact that Justin got lost) Justin managed to make it all the way to the door of his and Owen's apartment. Justin finally composed himself and found the strength to stand up on his own two feet independently. He dusted himself off and opened the door, only to be greeted by the most unusual, and most frightening sight in his life.

Right before Justin's very eyes was a long table with white cloth over it. A chandelier with low-watt bulbs, which was the only source of light in the apartment, loomed above the table. At both ends of the table was a plate. Each plate had a fork to its left, a spoon to its right and a knife right above it. Also next to each plate was a wine glass half filled with red wine. On each plate were pieces of chicken, a few spuds, a handful of peas, some cooked carrots and a few roast parsnips. At the centre of the table was a Lazy Susan with containers of salt, pepper, vinegar, ketchup, barbeque sauce, mayonnaise and custard. Normally, Justin would be okay with this, but not if this was happening at 5am in the morning.

What was most disturbing of all was the person who was sitting at the far end of the table, dressed in a black suit, smelling fresh, having combed his hair and having not yet touched his food.

"Uhhhh…" Justin tried to speak.

"Hello, Justin," said Owen, in a happy, yet menacing tone. "When I found out that you were gone, I prepared you a little snack. I also dressed for the occasion and created some atmosphere to make it more romantic." He smiled evilly. Justin cringed in sheer horror, but managed to keep his cool and asked:

"W-what's going on?"

"Oh, you think I don't know?!" Owen's smile scrunched up into a scowl.

Justin was taken aback by this. "Excuse me?" he demanded.

"You think I don't notice when you sneak out of our apartment?!" Owen snarled. "Who is she?! Or who is he? OR WHATEVER GENDER THAT FUCKER IS?!"

"No one, I swear!" Justin shouted, defiantly putting his hands in front of him, as if to deny he did something that he actually did.

"Are you lying?!" snarled Owen.

"NO!" snapped Justin.

"Tell me the truth, Justin." Owen's voice was lower now. "What were you doing while you were outside?!"

Justin was speechless. Right at this point, he had no clue what to tell Owen. He analysed everything that had happened that night. Finally, Justin found his voice and a way to explain what he was up to a few hours ago.

"I…I was playing..." Justin began.

"WITH WHO?!" Owen snapped.

"NOBODY!" shrieked Justin. "Just myself! I swear! I was playing by myself on the fire escape!" This wasn't a lie; Justin was playing with himself on the fire escape that night, until Heather and Alejandro showed up.

"YOU WERE LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOWS THAT NIGHT, WEREN'T YOU, JUSTIN!" Owen bellowed, picking up his knife and pointing it at Justin. "ADMIT IT!" Okay, that was true, but was Justin really going to admit it if that meant that Lindsay, Sierra, Izzy, Blaineley, Gwen and Courtney were going to kill him. Justin knew very well that Owen was a terrible liar, and terrible at keeping secrets too. If Justin was wanting to survive this awkward encounter, he was going to have to lie, which is basically what he's good at doing, that's for sure.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Justin insisted. "I was just masturbating to myself on the fire escape about me and you in bed together! I did it out there because I wanted to imagine ourselves in bed all alone out in a forest!" Owen was not fully sure whether or not to believe it, but he decided to lower his knife place it back to the right of his plate.

"Good!" Owen hissed. "Because if I find out that you are being unfaithful to me, I will cut myself! But before I cut myself, I will cut you! YOU GOT IT?!" Justin nodded in terror. He knew when he was beaten.

"I love you Justin!" Owen growled, both jealously and maniacally.

"I love you femslash through the windows over the fire-escape!" Justin replied, before he could stop himself.

"WHAT?!"

"Err – I mean Owen!"

Dun! Dun! Dun! Owen's acting out, and we learn how possessive he really is. Tell me, which one of you guys were expecting that? Admittedly, I never thought I was going to include that scene when I first started writing this fic, so even I am creped out. And I was the one who wrote it! That ending was also the whole purpose of the previous chapter.

So now Justin has even more of a reason to leave Owen… as soon as his twenty-four months are up. Surely, Owen will have mellowed out by then. Or maybe he will probably kill Justin? I won't know yet, until I start working on the next chapter, which won't be for another two weeks. Of course, after my exams, I will go mad wit updates, so you guys will have something to look forward to. In case any of you guys are wondering, I will continue to write this story until I run out of ideas. I will have to write probably eleven or so more chapters in order to run out of ideas, so there's still more hilarity to come.

Until next time!