“I’m so glad you’re here,” she says as she glances out the corner of her eye at me. “Who would have thought when I met you all those years ago, we’d keep in touch for so long.”
I give her a smile. Little does she know, I planned that meeting after learning she was Zah’s sophomore year roommate. I had tried to connect with the other roommate from her freshman year, but she brushed me off and didn’t buy my charm like this one did.
I’ve had Robin in my pocket since that first run-in. That worked out in my favor as she’s made quite the life for herself. Robin has gone into tech and built a multimillion-dollar company.
I’ve gotten her to fund a few things my family didn’t need to know about. Getting her to help me sneak back into the country was like taking candy from a baby. Even now, she has stars in her eyes as she looks at me.
“It’s good to see you too. Next time we shouldn’t wait so long to get together.”
“I’ve been so busy lately. This is the first time I’m getting to kick back. I barely have any time for a social life,” she says as she clicks away on her keyboard.
I’m used to this. She’s a workaholic computer geek. All the better for me as I’m able to get so much over her head. I don’t have to put in much effort with her.
She talks a lot, but I ignore most of it as she has a habit of talking out loud to herself. I fuck her, give her a little attention and she’s off like a little kitten. Whenever I need anything, I call, and she comes purring for a little more.
“Oh my God. This is so crazy,” she gushes, suddenly pulsing with excitement.
“What’s that?”
I look at her face to find it all lit up with joy. She’s not a bad-looking woman. She had a glow-up after college. I’m actually curious as I wait for her to explain.
“It’s my college roommate. I heard she started a podcast with her college boyfriend. They were such a cute couple. He just gave her a new house.
“Oh, he had it built for her. I knew he was always crazy about her. They were so in love back then.
“I felt like I was broken up with when they split. I was so heartbroken for both of them. Look, here’s the last episodeof their podcast. He proposed. I’m so happy for them,” she rambles.
“Oh, congrats to them,” I mutter.
“You have no idea how big a deal this is. He’s actually Bentley Coswell. He just won the championship with the game-winning touchdown. That game was freaking amazing.”
“I’m sure this is exciting for them. You want to get something to eat?”
“You still don’t get it. Let me finish. Zah was a track star.
“I was there when she injured her knee and it ended her career. They went from the happiest couple in the world to … they just fell apart.”
“Robin.”
She ignores me and continues. “First, her injury, then they both lost their dads in a car accident, then they broke up. Seeing them back together and engaged, that’s so awesome.”
“Robin, be quiet.”
She sighs dreamily. “I spoke to Zah not too long ago. She sent me a pic of their son. He’s so adorable. They should absolutely have more bab?—”
“Shut up. Shut the fuck up,” I snarl with my hands around her neck.
“Gil, stop, I can’t breathe,” she pushes out.
She’s clawing at my hands, trying to pry me off her. I straddle her body and keep tightening my hold, refusing to release my grasp. Her face turns red, and her eyes widen.
“I told you to shut the fuck up. I don’t want to hear about Zahirah and Bentley Coswell. I don’t want to think about him with his hands on her, you stupid cunt,” I snarl in her face.
I snap out of my rage as she stops struggling. Looking down at her lifeless body, I frown. She wouldn’t shut the fuck up and I lost it. It wasn’t just the talking.
It was the subject. She kept going on and on about Zah and Coswell. Gushing over him giving Zah that house and proposing.
The last straw was when she suggested the two would have more babies together. That’s the last thing I want to hear.
