Page 6 of Accidental Roommates

This must be a dream. A nightmare. This can’t possibly be happening for real. Liam would never do this. He’d never cheat on me. Never in a million years. Every morning I wake up to a text telling me how much he loves me. How much he misses me.

He’d never cheat on me. It’s not possible.

The noise I heard before startles me and I realize it’s the sound of Liam thrusting into the girl as he slams her against the wall.

She moans and says, “Harder, babe. Harder.”

He gets a tighter grip on her thighs and thrusts into her.

“Like that, babe?” I hear him say. “You like that?”

What am I doing? Why am I watching this? Is this even happening? It can’t be. There’s no way this is real.

“Liam!” the girl shrieks.

“What?” he says, kissing her neck.

“Put me down!” she squeals, her legs trying to squirm out of his grasp.

“What is it?” He sets her down. “What’s wrong?”

“Liam?” I say his name as if I don’t know him. As if he’s a stranger. Because that’s how he feels to me right now. Like a stranger. Someone I don’t know, and wouldn’t want to. I can’t believe he would do this to me. We had plans. We had a future.

He slowly turns around. Confusion crosses his face.

“Kenzie?” he says as if he, too, can’t believe this is happening. He didn’t think he’d get caught. He thought I was arriving tomorrow. He was sure of it, because he knows I always do what I say. I’m predictable. I always stick to the plan. Until today.

“Kenzie!” he says, racing toward me as he suddenly realizes this is real. That I’m actually standing here in his room after watching him fuck some random girl. Or maybe she’s not random. Maybe they’ve been seeing each other for months.

Oh God, what if they have? What if he’s been seeing her behind my back the entire summer? Or longer than that?

I feel sick. The room is spinning and my head is pounding.

“Kenzie, it’s not what it looks like,” Liam says, holding both my arms as he looks in my eyes. “I swear, it was just…” He shakes his head, lost for words.

“How?” I manage to say, my heart pounding in my chest, feeling like it’s about to burst. “How could you do this to me?”

“You don’t understand,” he says, pulling me out into the hall and shutting the door behind him. “She means nothing to me. It was just—”

“You said you loved me,” I say, yanking away from him. “We were going to get married. We were supposed to be together forever.”

“And we still will.” He takes my hands and brings them to his mouth to kiss them. It makes me gag. Like literally gag to know that the hands that are now gripping mine just moments ago were gripping the naked thighs of some other girl as he thrust into her.

“You’re disgusting!” I yank my hands back and slap him across the face. Glancing down at his naked body, I notice he’s not wearing a condom. If she were just some random girl, he’d be wearing a condom. He wouldn’t be that careless.

“Who is she?” I demand, taking a step back as I fold my arms over my stomach, which is churning and gurgling like it’s about to dump its contents any second now.

He looks to the side. “She’s nobody. Just some girl in my Chem class. I swear she means nothing to me.” He closes the distance between us and gives me the sad puppy dog eyes he always uses when he’s trying to end a fight. “I know it was wrong and I’m sorry.” He softens his voice. “I just missed you, babe. I missed you so much.”

I glare at him. “This wasn’t the first time.”

“What are you talking about?” he asks, feigning confusion.

“This wasn’t the first time you’ve been with her.”

“Babe, I swear, it was. It’s the first time I’ve been with her, or anyone, since we started dating.”

“You’re lying,” I say, wrapping my arms even tighter around my waist. My stomach continues to churn and I’m feeling dizzy.

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