Chapter 3: Roommate
WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN HERE THIS IS MY ROOM! Looking at the guy who owns the truck. Why are you in my room? This room is for me. Lifting the room key with a tag saying J12. The guy laughs and reaches into his pocket lifts a key. Attached to it is also a tag with the same letter and number. W-what why would they put two people in one room?
"Well this is a dorm at the university and they usually are two roommates in one room of course. Didn't you read the paper before signing it? My name is Andrew by the way. I guess it's nice to meet you too. Andrew chuckles and continues about unpacking some of his stuff.
As we fully step into the room. There is a little kitchen area with a fridge, stove, and sink next to the window. It does make sense why would they rent this room to one person for the price it is. As I set my stuff on another bed on the right side of the room that has a window that overlooks the forest. I call Tristan over. Can you please get another box real quick and I'll be done there in a little? Tristan nodes and heads over.
So what's your name Andrew? Andrew nodes and smiles. What brings you here to this University? Andrew stops unpacking and leans against his bed and looks at me.
"I'm here to pursue my dreams of becoming a pro athlete as my parents did. What about you? Also, I didn't really catch your name. What's your name?"
My name is Ian Torres. I'll like to apologize for my yelling towards you. Just a big misunderstanding on my end. I hope this doesn't ruin this entire school year of a big misunderstanding.
Andrew laughs and walks over and smacks my back. "DUDE chill. Your soo tensed up and formal, it's freaking me out. No harm done on the yelling, let's be friends and hangout you know.
I smile slightly to the thought of 'hanging out' as I never really hung out with people besides Tristan. Y-yeah sure why not. Anyways I have to go help my best friend with the rest of the stuff, I'll see you here and there.
"Alright Ian, I'll see you later."
As I slowly walk out slowly and head on over back to the elevator. W-why of all the people it had to be a person who is outgoing and wants to be friends. Why couldn't be it be someone whos quiet and keeps to themselves? I hate it here already and it's just begun. As the elevator opens I see Tristan inside pouting.
"DAMN IT IAN!" HOW LONG IS IT GOING TO TAKE YOU TO COME DOWN YOUR SLOW FUCK!"
Sorry, Tristan, I was just apologizing to my roommate for yelling at him.
"But it didn't have to take so long just to say sorry. How hard is it to just say, Oh sorry for yelling I have to go get my stuff. "
Sorry, Tristan. I'll go get my stuff. As Tristan walk away bringing another box to the room. Why is he acting like that ever since I was comforting him when he was upset from his nap? Was it wrong for me to wake him up or something? Let me just get everything settled into the room and go about figuring everything out. As the elevator gets to the ground floor I head outside. I feel exhausted all of a sudden. As if someone just beat me up and knocked the air out of me. But I must continue so I Tristan doesn't have to worry about carrying everything by himself. I push through carrying everything up and down slowly getting weaker with each carry. By the time I looked at the clock, it was almost 3 in the afternoon. Nearly took us 3 hours to bring all of my stuff. I don't even remember if I saw Tristan ever come back down ever since the elevator.
I enter the lobby and go up the elevator and see that Tristan is in the elevator.
"Took you long enough to bring all your stuff. Now can you take me home?"
Yeah, let me go up and get my stuff. You can wait outside. I'll be back down in a few.
Tristan leaves the elevator and snickers before fully exiting. "Slow fuck"
I go to the room and see Andrew unpacking his boxes and decorating a part of the room. Seems to have an understanding of at least sharing. Saves me from actually talking to him and figuring it out. Umm, Andrew did my friend ever come back down to help me bring my stuff since earlier?
"No, he stayed up here and laid on your bed. He said you told him to rest because he wasn't feeling good. I didn't want to bother you while moving stuff since your friend was already not feeling well. "
Oh, okay. I look into my box. Where are the snacks that I packed? As I lean against the bed all shaky and lightheaded
"The chips. Your friend ate them earlier. He said It made him feel better. I guess he was hangry? Hey Ian, You okay? Dude, are you okay? You don't look too well. Why don't you lay down for a bit? Andrew moves all the boxes to the floor from my bed. Here lay down."
No, Tristan is waiting. I have to drop him back off home. It's getting late and I have to drive back still.
"You can't drive back with how you feel. You're going to get into a car crash if you pass out or fall asleep or something. I can drive and you can be in the front."
NO! I don't even know you that well enough. I know you're my roommate but still. You're still a stranger to me. I can drive my friend back myself.
Andrew grins. "At least tell me where you're going and what town and have my phone number just in case. Just in case of emergency you know."
Fine. Here's my phone and you input your number. I give my phone to Andrew and just look at him. We are going to Cedar Town it's about a 3-hour drive from Charlotte's University. There you happy? Now you know where I'm going. I'll see you later when I get back.
"Have fun and be safe. Call or text me if you need anything. See you later Ian."
Thanks, Andrew. As I get up and make my way to the elevator. I just take a deep breath and smile. Let me just take the Lord Terrible Tristan cranky ass back home. Been nothing then a pain bringing him along. I still don't know why he's being so rude to me. Whatever, I'll let him be and figure it out. As the elevator reaches the ground floor and walks to the entrance I see Tristan next to the front. Hey Tristan why are you in here?
"Well if you can see dumbass it's fucking rain. I'm not dumb to just stand in the rain and wait for you to come down. Can we go?"
Yeah okay, calm down Tristan don't have to be so hostile towards me. Clicks on car key remote to unlock the doors. Go ahead let's go already. As we both walk to the car I look up towards the sky. Looks like it's going to rain hard tonight, I better drive slow just to be safe. As I enter the car and put in the directions for Cedar Town. The directions suggest 4 hours due to driving conditions from the rain. Okay, let's get going.
I've only been driving for only an hour and I'm already getting sleepy and the rain isn't helping. It's going to take forever to get back to Cedar Town. Maybe we can park somewhere and sleep for a bit. I turn to the side and ask Tristan. Hey Tristan can we park somewhere and sleep for a bit? I'm falling asleep driving and we still have 3 hours till we get back.
Tristan grits his teeth and I can feel the tension in the car tense up. "NO YOUR GOING TO GET ME HOME BEFORE I GET IN TROUBLE BY MY PARENTS! It's not my fault you took forever to unpack and drive me back."
I clench my jaw holding my words from yelling at Tristan because I knew it wasn't going to fix anything in this situation. Fine, let's keep going. I change the music to some rap to keep me awake but Tristan keeps changing it to slow songs making me more sleepy. It's like he's torturing me or something today and it's not making me feel any better to just go to sleep and rest. As we are driving the rain starts to hit the windshield like bullets. Echoing in the car, the shaky feeling on the steering wheel of the vehicle. My eyes grow heavy like metal bars pulling my lids down. Until I hear Tristan scream at me.
"WAKE UP YOU DUMB FUCK!"
AHHHHH! WHAT! Scaring me into pressing on the brake. Causing us to swerve out of control on the wet slippery road. Making us spin in the middle of the road. Trying to regain control of the wheel and one last attempt breaking one more time. Forcing the car to jolt forward-moving everything in the car out of place like a tornado has just run through inside the car. Forcing me to bang my head on the steering wheel and whiplashing Tristan hurting his neck and rendering him unconscious. I look to the dashboard where my phone use to be. Now trying to find it on the floor where my left leg is.
I reach for it in horrible pain in my head. Like a throbbing pain in sync with my heart beat. With each beat like a bowling ball hitting me. I reach for my phone and call the first person on my contacts. Andrew. I dial Andrew and he answers. H-help us before passing out on the phone from the pain.
"Hello Ian? Where are you?! Hello! I'm on my way?! Hold tight!"
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