My screams echoed through the apartment but David just stood there, completely shell-shocked, even as a cockroach made to scuttle up my leg.

This place was a complete wreck! it was dark and mouldy, light was barely casting in through the windows because of the shadows made from other apartment complexes. The rooms were painted a dark blue-black colour, giving the room a dingy atmosphere. There were cobwebs hanging from every available surface ad there were quite a few critters that seemed to enjoy my legs. They must have a thing about white, I thought.

"Who recommended this place, David?" I grumbled, standing on a chair. Thank God I was small enough that my hair didn't graze the webs. Although, I had read in last months Cosmo that copper-wire hour and cobwebs are totally in style right now. Not. "Cause I think they totally April fooled you - in the middle of August, might I add."

"Katie told me about this place. And believe me, considering we're poor college students, I think you should be thankful THIS place is so good," David said.

Oh, God, that name. every time he says it, it's like a dagger going through my heart, each time getting deeper and deeper, making the pain harder to bear.

"Look, here's what we're going to do." David turned to me and rested his hands on my shoulder. Even when I was on a chair, we were still the same height. "We're going to call the operator for an exterminator for the cockroaches. Then we'll get some mould-remover stuff from a DIY store or something. Then you can paint the apartment any colour you desire - but not black. This place is going to be depressing enough with you being in a mood with me all the time."

I hit him playfully on the arm. "No fair!" I exclaimed. "I have NOT been constantly moody and I WON'T be constantly moody when we move in either."

David rolled his eyes and turned to me, his penetratingly green eyes searching mine, and his grip getting together on my shoulders. "Sam, it was one kiss, okay? We mean too much to each other to let one stupid kiss - which, by the way, I can't even remember! - come between us. Especially when you end up in a mood over it because you know I hate to see you mad at."

David was silent for a while, giving me time to think through what he just said.

Kissing me tenderly on the nose he whispers, "But most of all I hate to see the pain behind those beautiful blue eyes. I hate knowing that I hurt you , and I am so sorry for that. But you have to trust me, Sam. I'm never going to do that again - I'm never going to jeopardise what we have ever again." He shuts his eyes and rests his forehead against mine, breathing deeply. I know he's just trying to stop himself choking up, and I almost smile.

We stayed like that for a long time - it was so tender, and sweet, and comfortable. I didn't want it to end. When I felt David's hands brush up my thigh, I pushed him away and grumble that this wasn't meant to be about sex. This was supposed to be us getting back to what we had before Katie come along, not an excuse for him to get into bed. I thought his experiences from our vacation would have put him off that for life anyway.

But David just looks at me like I'm crazy, then at his hands on my shoulders confusedly. But I could still feel movement on my leg though, and my eyes are filled with fear as I glance down.

I see the cockroach that has carefully attached itself to my inner thigh and scream, basically jumping on David and shouting at him to get me out of this apartment.

When we're in the open air I notice david is sweating slightly. Well, I suppose it's no joke giving me a piggy back down, like, ten flights of stairs.

I told him that he had to call for a cab and I'd pay for the hotel we could stay at tonight

David just grimaces and sits on the floor landing heavily with a thud. His face goes into his hands as he whimpers:

"Why did WE have to get the perverted cockroaches?"