Falling For My Roommate Chapter 2

I decided to just let it be, rather than try to inquire about the picture, or what it meant. I had already begun to realize quite a few things I had questioned. Sooner than I thought, my questions were answered.

On the last day of fall classes, Jesse walked in and locked the door, which was something she only did when she wanted to kiss me, or when we went to bed. She immediately walked over to her desk and put down her backpack. Things didn't look too promising. "Kirby," she said, glancing over to me with a stare that could kill most mortals, "I've been holding something back from you that I probably shouldn't have." I could see it coming, just like a bomb. "I have a boyfriend at home. I felt horrible when I saw him and couldn't stop thinking about you, and I almost cried."

Amazed at her bluntness, I just held out my arms and gave her a long hug, crying onto her shoulder, not knowing what to do. "Thank you for telling me," I managed to say through my tears. It seemed like that hug lasted forever. When we finally relinquished our grip on each other, she began to explain her life.

She started off by showing me the picture of her and her boyfriend, and explained that she was afraid of being tempted to cheat on her boyfriend while at college. She confessed that she had her hair cut extremely short, to 'look like a lesbian.' Come to find out, she hadn't even thought about kissing a girl until she met me. This flattered me quite much, since almost nobody ever wanted to kiss me.

Despite the fact that I now knew that she was taken, we still continued to share the bed and kiss each other good night, but it just didn't have the same feel that it first did. Regardless, it still felt quite comforting to fall asleep in somebody's arms.

As we packed our bags for Christmas break, I couldn't help but wonder if she would tell her boyfriend about me and, if so, what would happen. I almost didn't want to think about it, but the thought still burned inside my mind.