Break My Fall(2)

She swatted her hand at me as if I had said something ridiculous. “It’s not going to be a problem Lee. I’m dating Derek, so he does what I tell him and Kyle is always so busy with work and school that he’s hardly here to begin with so he won’t care.” Cam had never mentioned she was seeing a man she lived with. I could imagine the scandal that would cause back home. Although to be fair, I tended to zone out when Cam brought up the topic of boys. She’d had more boyfriends than I could count. “Besides, you’re gonna love it here. This place is the shit.”

I doubted it. Cam had regaled me with tales of her many adventures while living on, ‘The Hill,' all of which made me a little queasy. “Okay, if you’re sure Derek and Kyle won’t mind then I would be very grateful for the room. I will pay of course. I plan on getting a job as soon as possible.”

Cam grinned and clapped her hands. “Excellent, now let me show you our crib.”

I stared blankly. “Crib?”

Cam sighed in exasperation. “Damn, Lee you’re sheltered. Haven’t you ever watched MTV?”

I shrugged. I never watched television. The only set we had at home was in daddy’s room. Cam stood up and left the kitchen with my bags. I got up and shuffled after her.

“Mine and Derek’s rooms are down the hall, along with a bathroom.” I nodded and followed her up a wooden staircase. She stopped at the top of a narrow landing. It was simple in style, painted in a soft shade of green with a few framed pictures of rock bands and one of the Rocky Mountains ordaining the walls.

“This is the bathroom,” Cam said opening the lone door on the left. “You’ll share this bathroom with Kyle, who by the way is pretty clean for a guy.” My reluctance must have been obvious because Cam snorted. “Consider yourself lucky that your bedroom isn’t downstairs. You only have to share your bathroom with Kyle. I have to share the downstairs one with Derek and anyone who comes to visit. And believe me, you don’t want to know about half the shit I’ve had to clean up.”

Holding the door open, she gestured to me to take a look. I blew out a breath when I stepped inside and the first word that came to my mind was, ‘swanky.’ Holy crap, it was like one of those bathrooms displayed in home design catalogues, I know because I’d browsed through enough of them at work when I’d been passing the time in between serving customers. Yeah, Moe’s gas-station in Montgomery wasn’t exactly the liveliest of places to work, but it had suited me…I missed it. Everything about this bathroom was modern, from the black marble tiles to the huge chrome shower. We only had a plain old tub at my daddy’s house so I was excited to take a shower in that beast.

Following Cam back into the hallway, she pointed at two doors on the other side of the hall. “The one on the right is Kyle’s room; expect a lot of traffic when he’s at home.”

“Traffic?”

Cam smirked. “Yeah, Kyle’s a popular boy. He gets a lot of visitors. They’re always looking for a little something from him.”

My brain went into overdrive as I pondered what Cam meant until I settled on drugs. Is that what she meant? Oh god, I hoped I wasn’t moving into a room next to a pothead. Dammit knowing my luck that’s exactly who I was moving next door to, one of those scruffy college boys who spent their time sleeping in class and selling dope to pay for the privilege.

I grabbed Cam’s arm. “Do you mean what I think you mean?” I whispered jerking my thumb towards his door.

Cam shrugged trying to stifle a laugh. “Relax he’s not home,” she said opening the door next to Kyle’s-directly alongside Kyle’s. “Are you planning on making any late night visits to his door?”

I shook my head disgusted. “No, I want nothing to do with that scene.”

“Then you’ll be fine. One look at the innocent face of yours and Kyle won’t try anything.”

Try anything? What could he do, drag me into his room and force feed me drugs? Oh, holy crap.

“Will you stop worrying and come see your new room?” She groaned pulling me inside. “This room is never used and it’s the smallest of the bedrooms, but it’s decent.”

This room looked too nice to belong to a house full of college kids. My eyes took in the soft cream carpeting and long cream colored curtains that draped to the floor. A large window occupied the majority of the yellow painted wall opposite the door. A double bed with a white timber frame took up a large portion of the room along with a matching wardrobe, locker and…“I get my own TV?” I blurted out the question when I noticed a flat screen television mounted on the wall opposite the bed.