Chapter 182 Texting
There is definitely something he's not telling me and it's pissing me off. I could've asked him about Charlie then, but I don't want him to know she's here. I'm going to keep her safe. From what I learned today at the cafe, she really hasn't had the easiest life.
Then I remember something. Just before I left her, she'd gotten a text, I don't know who or what it was, but she panicked. She was scared. Is she being threatened? Is that the same person who sent me the anonymous text? I want to ask her about it, but I don't want her to panic again.
I rush through my room and nod my head at Ryan, my roommate.
"Hey man. Late night?" He calls as I grab a sandwich from the fridge. This morning, I made about 4 sandwiches. I can see two of them are already gone.
"Yeah, Henderson was intense. Thinking about transferring to an earlier class..." I mention. "I'm not sure I'm liking the late-night walk through campus. It's already getting chilly."
Ryan chuckles. "Well, good luck with that!" He cheers before going back to his computer. At least someone is getting some work done tonight. He'd better, I know he's planning on going partying this weekend.
I take that as my cue to escape and rush to my room. I close the door behind me, closing my eyes and lean my head against it, taking a deep breath before I move. I just need a minute to get myself together.
I slide my bag off my shoulder and kick my shoes off while I reach for my phone before I lay back on my bed. Yes, I should be studying right now, and I will. Later. There is something much more important I need to check on first.
Me: Hey, are you okay? You seemed stressed earlier and I wanted to make sure you were good.
That doesn't make me sound obsessive or stalker-y, does it? It's just casual question, worrying about her stress after she had a mini-panic attack.
It doesn't even take a minute for her to respond. Does that mean she's been waiting to talk to me too?
Angel: Yeah, I came home and talk to my sister. She made me feel better. She's complaining about her ankles swelling. Lol! 😍
That makes me smile. I'm glad she's close with her family. But I'd really like to be the one who she comes to when she's stressing. I want to be the one she turns to when she's feeling overwhelmed.
Me: I'm thinking of switching Path to the earlier class. 🤔 It's just too late for me.
That's the excuse I'm going with, and I'm sticking to it.
Angel: Is that just so you can use my notes? ☺️
I chuckle. Well... Sort of. More like I want an excuse to be with her from now on.
Me: I plead the fifth. 😉Plus I still need your notes anyway...
I take a breath and shoot, praying this doesn't bite me in the ass.
Me: Where do you live anyway? Maybe we can do a study session at your place. Ryan is a bit of a party animal. 🥴I'm not going to be able to study all weekend!
Yes, I threw my friend under the bus just so I could get her address! Not that he would care. He'll just think I'm using it as an excuse to get laid.
I'm not.
Angel: Well, if you must know, and so I can have a clear conscious when you fail your tests, I live in Jacobs Ranch Apartments.😉
I open up my computer an put in the name and smirk. She's only about 10 minutes from here.
Me: And the number so I don't get arrested for soliciting and have your neighbors complain about me? 😁
Angel: Lol! Fine! I'm in room 304. 😏
I put the address into my phone in her contact information. Now I don't have to feel like a stalker if I accidently end up at her place! She told me all on her own...
Me: What are you doing?
Okay, so I'm still a bit of a stalker, and only mildly obsessed. But who could blame me? I've got all this repressed need, and I need to do something with it before I explode.
Angel: Just getting ready for bed. 🥱
Shit! Now I'm wondering what she's wearing... I gotta steer my dirty mind to something safe.
Me: brushing your teeth?
I try to joke, but her response has me instantly hard.
Angel: Taking a bubble bath... I was stressed today. ☺️
Fuck! Now all I can do is picture Charlie naked in soapy water and part of my anatomy is liking the image a little too much. I can't help but wonder what she's hiding under all those damn baggy clothes. When I held her earlier, she was small and delicate...
I gulp.
Me: Need someone to help scrub your back? 😉
Why the hell did I just send that! The last thing I'd be doing in a bath with Charlie would be scrubbing her back! I'd be pulling her down on top of my fucking boner and having her ride me.
Angel: Well, not right now, but if I ever do need some help, you'll be the first to know. 😆
Shit! I'm aching in my jeans now... I swear I wasn't going to do this... not yet at least. Give me a couple weeks to warm her up to me. But I already fucking need her now.
Me: I'll be anxiously waiting, Charlie.
Angel: Good night, Trent.🥰
I grit my teeth as I toss my phone aside and curse myself for the images that are now playing through my mind.
My Charlie, completely bare for me as I take her hard against the shower. She'd be drenched as my hands wandered her soft curves and my cock pounded deep inside her pussy until she screams my name and I can't fucking hold back anymore...
Shit. I adjust my hard on to ease the ache. This is going to be a really long night.