My New Roommate - Part 15 (Final)

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The sound of the boxing bag being smashed with force filled the small gym. I'd only ever been there once, and that was by mistake. 

A young man glanced over at me, then whispered to the one who was thumping the bag with such venom that the chain snapped and the bag bounced onto the floor. Bradley turned around. 

"I'll leave you to it" the other guy said, and left. 

"Bradley I'm s–" 

"Save it, Lemon" he said angrily, picking up the heavy bag with ease, and launching it across the other side of the room. "You've said enough". 

"Bradley listen to me!" I groaned. Yes I was upset, and yes I was desperate, but the last thing in the world that I wanted to do was hurt him. 

He looked around at me and I could see by his eyes that he'd been crying. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. 

"Your brother is lying to you, okay? You've got to believe me". 

"Why should I believe you?" He barked, "we weren't supposed to hurt each other and you hurt me!" 

"I know I did" I said, walking toward him, "and I'm sorry, but..." My voice trailed off. 

"Bradley, can you do me a favour?" 

He looked at me like he was about to rip my head off. He was welcome to, but first I had a plan. 

"If you're wrong about this, Lemon" he growled as we walked back up to the dorm. 

"Just trust me" I said, and realised that they probably weren't the words I should have used when I saw Bradley's fists clench. 

I sat on the bed, he paced the room, and after a long silence between us, the knock sounded on the door, and my heart began to race. 

"I don't know" I heard Bradley say, "he asked me to call you". 

He returned a moment later, and behind him was the last person I ever expected to want to see. He looked as threatening as he did the last time, and glared at me angrily as he stood before me. 

"What is this, Lemon?" Bradley asked, standing next to Marcus with his arms folded. 

"I don't know you, right?" I said, my eyes on the drug dealer, "I've never spoken to you before, other than in this room in front of Bradley, right?" 

He cocked a brow. 

"Please!" I snapped, "just answer me". 

"Right" he eventually said. 

"So I would have no way of knowing who owes you money, or how much money they owe you, right?" I pressed, the excitement evident in my voice. 

"What is this about, Lemon?" Bradley sighed, but I ignored him. 

"Right?!" I almost yelled, and realised that I should probably be more careful when talking to a guy like Marcus. 

"Yeah" he shrugged, "obviously". 

"Rex owes you five thousand dollars". 

Both Brad and Marcus stared at me. Marcus gawped, glanced at Brad, then back to me. 

"Who the fuck told you that?" He asked, and I took a sigh of relief and explained the entire story once more, only this time I had Marcus to back it up. 

The rain poured as usual as I made my way toward the Hillside Cafe. The mood was heavy and anxious, but I continued my journey until I stood outside. 

Rex and Craig were already at a table and when I walked in, both of them smirked. 

"I'm glad you came to your senses" Rex snarled, "I was getting ready to send that little photo to every person on campus". 

Craig laughed. I didn't. 

"Have you got our money?" He asked as I sat down opposite them. I nodded and their smiles widened. 

"Well hand it over then, dipshit" he hissed, and I closed my hand around the bag and placed it on the table. When Rex reached for it, I pulled it away. 

"You could have just asked me for it, you know?" I sighed, "you didn't have to blackmail me". 

"Coulda' shoulda' woulda'" Rex cackled, "now give me my fucking money!" 

"Our money" Craig added, but Rex ignored him. 

"Why did you do it?" I asked seriously, "why did you try to assault me in the restroom at that party?" 

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. 

"Can you believe this guy?" He asked Craig who scoffed, "dude, I pulled your pants down, I jizzed on you, yeah I took some photos, yeah I was a bit of a dick, but get the fuck over it man, and give me the fucking cash!" 

He reached forward and yanked the bag from my hand. I watched as he sat back, grinning from ear to ear, and unzipped it. 

"What the fuck is this?" He asked, pulling out a single sheet of paper. 

His eyes scanned it and he read it aloud so his pea sized brain could comprehend it. 

"Smile, you're on camera" he said slowly, then looked from the paper to me as I pointed at my shirt pocket, where my phone was poking out, recording everything. 

"You son of a –" 

"Hold that thought" I smiled, pulling out the phone, and turning it toward the door. 

Right on cue, Bradley appeared, looking as stunning as always. His white t-shirt was damp from the rain and had become almost transparent, showing his bulging muscles as he stepped inside and glared angrily at his brother. 

"Bro, this guy is fucking crazy!" Rex almost yelped, "he's recording me and saying all types of shit". 

Brad strolled toward us and stared at Rex before turning to me. 

"Is that right?" He asked his brother who nodded eagerly, and a moment later, Bradley's lips pressed against mine and the two young men on the other side of the table gawped. 

"This is for hurting Lemon" Bradley said calmly, and both Craig and I watched in awe as the large wrestler drove his fist straight into his brother's face and sent him stumbling backwards against the counter. 

The coffee guy stood up from his chair, glanced at a bleeding Rex and sat back down. 

"I heard everything" he said over to me, "today and the last time you guys were here". 

I was glad of the support, but Bradley already believed me. That much was clear. 

"You big stupid motherfucker!" Rex mumbled, holding his face as he poured, "you're a fucking moron, you know that?" 

Craig almost managed to sneak out behind us, but at the last second I stepped in front of him, and in a blind panic, I punched him straight in the mouth. 

He fell back on the chair. I grabbed my throbbing knuckles and winced, and Bradley laughed. 

"You should try out for the boxing team, Lemon" he grinned, taking me under his arm and squeezing me. 

"And do what you want with those photos, Rex" he said, "I already told everyone on campus that I fucked Lemon in his ass, so a little blowjob won't be all that surprising". 

Rex squirmed. I did, too when he'd told me, but that was my Bradley. 

"Your interview is cancelled by the way" I grinned, still holding my swelling hand, "strangely enough, my father wasn't too impressed to hear what you've been getting up to. So much so" I continued, "he got in touch with a friend of his, Alister Godwin, do you know him?" 

Rex dropped his hands and his bloody mouth fell open. 

"Oh, silly me" I chuckled, "of course you know him. He's your boss, right?"

"You better fucking not –" 

"The police will also be getting a copy of this video" I smirked, "did you know it was an offence to blackmail someone?" 

Rex had turned as white as a ghost.

"Oh and one last thing" I said, as Bradley led me back toward the door, "the guy you owe money to? He was pretty surprised to find out that you were here, so um... Good luck with that". 

As Bradley and I walked back into the rain, Marcus and two terrifying looking men nodded at us and entered the cafe behind us. We didn't wait around to see what happened next. 

***

"I fucking love you, Lemon" Bradley gasped, falling off me and laying on his back next to me as his load sloshed around inside me. "Sorry for doubting you". 

"You don't need to be sorry" I winced, feeling my ass staying open after the plowing I'd just received. "Let's just never have any secrets ever again, okay?" I laughed. 

Bradley wrapped his large arms around my naked body and held me against his. He was warm, sweaty and perfect. 

"Well then I have one more secret to tell you" he whispered in my ear. 

My body tensed slightly as I lay there and waited for it. I couldn't take any more secrets, not after everything. 

The warmth of his breath washed over me. 

"You've been saying my name wrong" he told me, "but I thought it was cute, so I didn't say anything". 

I let out a laugh and turned around to him until I realised he was serious. 

"I've been saying your name wrong?!" I gasped and he nodded. 

"My name is Brady" he said, "but I'll always be Bradley for you". 

I stared at him as a smile broke across my face. 

"Fucking Brady" I laughed, and he laughed, too. 

"I love you, Lemon" 

I love you, too, Bradley.