This first chapter is based off a dream I had in 2017.
WARNING!! Trigger Alert!! This is a Con-consent focused fantasy story. If this is not your thing please turn away now. This story is for entertainment purposes only and does not mean to represent any people in real life.
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I lugged the last box into my new dorm room, and set it down next to my little single size bed. I got to have my own bedroom because our dorm is a brand new building. The layout is six tiny bedroom, two bathrooms and a shared kitchen and living area per apartment. Instead of three girls sharing one bedroom, we have our own teeny tiny but private bedrooms. As a progressive experiment the college decided to make the apartments co-ed and the six bedrooms were assigned to three girls and three guys in the new dormitory building only. The girls share one bath and the guys have the other. There are still "hall monitors" who come and police the students and attempt to control the situation.
During the rest of the day I was able to meet my other five roommates. One guy was smart and overly polite with curly black hair named Richard. The other two were frat boy types with popped collars and shades on inside, Ryan and Bobby. The girl with the room next to mine was named Miranda and she has long brown- black hair and smokey eyes. The other girl is Emily who is a slightly plump redhead. Call me Em.
It took me a month to adjust living in the dorm. I kept expecting to be home again every morning when I woke up. To have mom doing my laundry and dad making me breakfast. Now, I am running to class wearing a crinkled twice worn shirt and munching on a vending machine cake. College is hard, but I am doing it.
I burst into my english class to see two of my roommates already there. I frowned at them, they could have woken me up on time. They knew we had the same class today. Em had the decency to look apologetic, Richard just smiled smugly at me. After english I had three hours until psych. and math class. So I went back to my dorm and began gathering up dirty clothes to go to the campus laundromat. I came out of my room to see Richard and Em in the kitchen.
Em turned away from the sink and towards me, she was pushing Richard away from her. I instantly reacted to the look of anger and fear on her face. My heart jumped in my chest and I put down my laundry basket and moved closer. Richard gripped Em's upper arm and yanked her back to him. She used her other arm to push at his shoulder and she spoke, "Let me go! Don't touch me!" In five seconds my whole day changed, my view of Richard changed. He was really a bully or maybe something even worse.
My mind zeroed in on the decisions on how to handle this situation. I knew I had to do something. Richard whispered into Em's ear and the look on her face was complete shock. I could see his obviously threatening body language and I couldn't watch while he victimized her anymore. Em is so sweet and innocent and someone who is easily taken advantage of. I had already stopped two guys who tried to make her do their homework. Now I am going to stop Richard too.
"She said stop Richard, you need to listen to her." I said firmly, my voice icy with my seriousness. I stepped into the kitchen and moved in close to Em. She pulled away from him and his grip loosened on her arm while he looked down at me. His eyes were midnight black and he used his height to loom over me threateningly. I met his gaze and held it, standing firm against him to protect Em. He smiled at me wolfishly and then backed away. "Sorry Em, just playing around. You girls have fun together." He winked and went out the front door of our dorm. I looked at her, "Em are you okay? What did he say to you?"
