Is it love?

“So, can I help you get your bags? They look heavy.”

“Sure. Thank you so much.”

Angelica lifted a heavy duffle bag full of clothes and toted it into the empty bedroom down the hall from her room. It was the first time she had been in the room since Jaclyn’s ‘accident’. She plopped the bag onto the bed and turned to look at her gorgeous new roommate. She was even more beautiful than Jaclyn had been.

Angelica was pretty sure that this girl wouldn’t turn out to be as insane as Jaclyn had been.

“This is such a small, comfy looking room. I think I’m really going to like it here.”

“I think you will. It’s a really nice place. Very comfy. You think you might want to go to dinner tonight and get to know each other a little better?”

“Yeah. I’d love to. What is there to eat around here?”

“Well, let’s see. There is an Arby’s and a Burger King down the street. Oh, there’s also an Applebee’s too.”

“All of that sounds good to me. Why don’t you choose?”

“Alright, why don’t we go to…hmm…let’s go to Applebee’s. We can get real food there.”

“That sounds terrific. Want to help me unpack so we can get out of here quicker?”

“Sure. Let’s get on it.”

Stephanie unzipped the duffle bag and look into it for a minute. All that was in the bag was her makeup, hair accessories, shower gel, and lap top. She would let Angelica put this stuff away while she put her clothes and shoes in the closet.

“You can put my make up and hair stuff on that dresser and you can just throw my laptop on my bed. Would you mind putting my shower gel in the bathroom, too? Please.”

“I’ll do anything you want me to.” Angelica said flirtingly.

Before her roommate could respond she walked out of the room and into the bath room and placed the shower gel on the side of the shower. She stood and looked into the mirror for a moment. She could feel herself falling for this beautiful brunette already. She wanted Stephanie more than she had ever wanted anything in her while life. She was determined she would have her.

Stephanie stood in her room thinking about what her roommate had said: “I’ll do anything you want me to.” It almost seemed like the girl was flirting with her. Was her roommate a lesbian? She didn’t have a problem with lesbians, she had a cousin who was a lesbian, but she herself was most certainly not a lesbian. Maybe her new roommate was just being polite. Yeah, that was it.

Angelica popped her head into Stephanie’s room.

“Ready to go? I’m starving.”

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

Angelica felt like she hadn’t driven her car in forever. Jaclyn had always insisted on driving her fancy sports car everywhere they went. The two women got in Angelica’s royal blue Honda Civic. On the way to restaurant, the two women talked about why they had chosen to go to Wellesley, and what major they were in. They talked about their families and friends. Finally, Stephanie brought a dreaded subject: Jaclyn.

“Do you miss your roommate? It must’ve been very difficult to lose her. I’m sure you two were pretty good friends.”

Angelica didn’t want to come right out and say “No I don’t miss her. She raped me and treated me like shit afterwards. I’m the reason she isn’t here anymore.” She decided to take it easy and try to win her roommate’s affection.

“I do miss her. I feel like there must have been something I could’ve done to help her. I almost blame myself. She was just really stressed out and I should’ve told someone and got her help.”

“You can’t blame yourself. It was not you fault.”

“At least I have you now. I don’t have to be alone in that dorm anymore.”

Stephanie didn’t know what else to say. Her heart bled for this girl. It must have been so horrible to lose her roommate like that. She was just glad she was there to help Angelica cope with her pain.

The two women pulled into the parking lot of Applebee’s. They went inside and sat down at a table and ordered drinks and a few minutes later, dinner. While they ate, they talked about life. Both of them were trying desperately to avoid the subject of Jaclyn. Before either one of them knew it, they were lost in conversation and the minutes ticked away. When Stephanie looked at the small, diamond incrusted, silver watch on her small, petite wrist, it was already a quarter past nine.

“Holy shit. It’s 9:15. You think we should head back to the dorm. We do have class tomorrow.”

“Yeah. Let me get the bill. I insist.”

“No. Really, let’s split it.”

“I’ve got it, I promise I don’t mind.”

Angelica walked away and paid the bill and Stephanie followed. From there, Stephanie followed her out to the car and the two women got in and sped away.

A little while later, the two women were getting out of the car and heading to their dorm room. Angelica opened the door and held it open for Stephanie. Once inside, neither of the girls knew what to say.

“Well, I guess we should get to bed. Thanks again for dinner. I had a great time.” Stephanie looked shyly at Angelica.

“It was no problem. We’ll have to do it again. I had a lot of fun too.”

As much as she hated to, Angelica turned and went to her room. She wanted more than anything to go into the brunette’s bedroom and rip her clothes off and make love to her. She knew that would come, just not right now. She had to get to bed.

Stephanie sat on the edge of her bed and tried to figure out her new roommate. She would’ve sworn the girl had come on to her earlier, but maybe she was just friendly. She’d always wondered what it would be like to be with another woman, but she just wasn’t sure if she was really willing to go there and actually try it. She needed to put this out of her mind and get some rest. She took off her clothes, put on pajamas and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Angelica couldn’t sleep for thinking about the gorgeous woman sleeping in the room down the hallway. She really wanted to know what the sweet, innocent girl was really like. Girls like her usually turned out to be freaks. She wanted Stephanie to be her personal freak. She lay on her bed and tried to sleep, but for the life of her she couldn’t. She just simply couldn’t stop thinking about her roommate.

Three hours later, Angelica still had not fallen asleep. She yearned for her roommate so badly. All of the sudden, an idea hit her like a pile of bricks. She had kept some of Jaclyn’s things, to simply spare her mother the embarrassment of finding out how much of a freak her daughter really was. She went to her closet and took out the box where those dirty little secrets were stored. In it were a strap-on, a vibrator, some rope, and a pair of metal handcuffs. Then, Angelica went to her dresser and took out an old ski mask she had for the really cold days of winter. She then put on the strap on and a pair of black jeans over it. She slid into a black sweater and some old black boots. She was pretty sure that she didn’t have a chance with Stephanie as she was, so she would act as a man and take what she wanted. Therefore, covering her tacks and never being suspected.
Just to cover her tracks a little more, she got out a sheet of paper and wrote a note to Stephanie. The note read: “I couldn’t sleep so I went out for a walk. I didn’t want you to worry if you woke up and couldn’t find me. I’ll see you in the morning. Love Angelica. September 1, 2007. 1:15 am.” This way she wouldn’t have to worry about being in the room when the accident occurred. She was completely clean.
Angelica slowly and quietly walked into Stephanie’s room. She snatched Stephanie’s hand and handcuffed them. Stephanie woke up with a start.

“What the fuck? Who are you and how did you get into my dorm?”

Angelica made sure not to speak, as to not give herself away. She continued handcuffing Stephanie. Even in the dark she could see the sheer terror in her roommate’s eyes as she began to yell.

“Angelica! Angelica help!”

Angelica realized that the neighbors may be able to hear her yelling. She picked up a shirt off the floor and balled it up and placed most of it into Stephanie’s mouth to keep her quiet.

With her hand cuffed behind her back, Stephanie couldn’t take the gag out of her mouth and it was too far in her mouth to spit out. She was terrified as to what was coming next.

Angelica unzipped her pants and pulled out her dick. She then ripped the pajama pants off of Stephanie and climbed on top of her. Before penetrating the brunette, she slid her shirt up and began caressing her breasts. She lowered her mouth and began sucking on the girl’s nipples. She fell in love with the way Stephanie’s nipples felt in her mouth. Then, without warning, she rammed her strap on into Stephanie so hard then the girl yelped through her gag. She began thrusting in and out of her roommate. She had never used a strap-on before, but she could definitely get used to it. She loved feeling in control. With Jaclyn, she had never been in control.

Angelica started off slowly, for Stephanie’s sake, but after realizing that the girl insisted on putting up a fight, she began to intentionally hurt her. She was pounding her so hard that she felt like she was going to bust right through her. She loved the way it felt to be the one hurting someone instead of being hurt by someone.

Suddenly a thought burst into her Angelica’s head: She was treating Stephanie the exact same way that Jaclyn had always treated her. For just a slight moment, Angelica felt like shit, she felt horrible, she felt like a fucking monster.

This thought deeply disturbed Angelica, but it didn’t stop her. She put the thought out of her mind and began to pound Stephanie’s pussy even harder. Her strokes got deeper and deeper. She looked at Stephanie and saw tears streaming down her face. She looked down and saw blood streaming down Stephanie’s thighs. Still, Angelica did not stop. After the leather strap rubbed and orgasm out of Angelica, she pulled the dick out of Stephanie and worked her way down the brunette’s body and ended up face to face with Stephanie’s pussy. She began to slowly lap at the delectable site in front of her.

While licking Stephanie’s pussy, she started thinking about her relationship with Jaclyn. She knew exactly how her victim felt, but to her own amazement, she didn’t care. She wanted what she wanted and couldn’t have cared less about anything but getting hers.

After taking her fill of Stephanie, she got up and put the strap on back in her pants. Before leaving the room, she unlocked the handcuffs and took Stephanie’s face in her hands. Stephanie was still too terrified to try to resist. She sat quiet and dumbstruck. Angelica kissed Stephanie gently and left the room.
As soon as she heard the front door of the dorm slam shut, she stood up and, despite the pain between her legs, ran down the hall and went into her roommate’s room. To her disappointment, she could not find her roommate anywhere. She then ran into the kitchen, and found the note on the counter. She read it aloud to herself. She was utterly shocked. It was all too convenient for her roommate to be gone ‘on a walk’ while she was randomly raped. Stephanie ran to her bedroom and grabbed her cell phone and dialed 911. As she was finishing up her story to the 911 operator, Angelica walked through the front door.

“Angelica, I was raped. I was fucking raped Angelica. You were gone ‘walking’ and I was raped. Where were you? Don’t lie to me. Angelica was that you in there?”

“Were you raped by a man or a woman?”

“I don’t know. They had a dick, but that doesn’t mean shit now days.”

“I was gone walking. I’m sorry about what happened to you. Did you call the cops?”

“Yes. Of course I called the cops…”

“Well, they’ll be here soon. I’m really tired. Good night.”

To Stephanie’s amazement, Angelica just walked off. She didn’t even seem the least bit interested. She intended to tell the cops all about this and have that psycho bitch put away for a long time. She knew in her heart of hearts that her attacker had been her roommate. Stephanie collapsed to the floor until the police came busting through the door.

She explained her whole story as calmly as she could. She told them all about Angelica. She told them that her roommate was in her room sleeping.

The policeman walked into Angelica’s room and abruptly walked out.

“I’m sad to inform you miss, that your roommate is dead. She slit her wrists. I found this beside her body. I’m pretty sure it’s for you.”

He handed Stephanie a note that simply read: “I know what it’s like. I’m sorry.”

Stephanie collapsed to the floor again. She couldn’t speak. All she could do was cry.

“Let’s get you down to the station and get your story on file. I’ll let back up handle this. We’ll call your parents and then we’ll get you a place to stay tonight.”

Stephanie stood up, numbly, and followed the policeman out of the dorm. Tears were still streaming down her face. She still held Angelica’s note in her hand. She was too shocked to let it go.