The minutes ticked by and I kept looking at my phone to watch the time roll by. Elsie would fully approve of my growing addiction to snacks and all things edible. I watched the movie playing across the screen, but did not absorb any of the plotline, too lost in my own thoughts. Ryker had made an honest attempt to get to know me. It was weird and I did not really know how to adjust to being open with anyone, but little by little I could feel the shell I had encased myself in chipping away.

A knock at our door made my brain come back down from the sky.

"Did you forget your keys?" I laughed, opening the door quickly.

I froze.

I came nose to nose with a perky blonde. Her face was damn near symmetrical, with ice blue eyes, and lips that looked like they had been stuck in a frown for way too long. Her nostrils began to flare, and her eyes glared at me, sizing me up.

"Who the fuck are you?" She spat.

"Uh..." I could not find any words. "Jaylyn."

"What are you doing in my boyfriend's apartment?"

It all became too clear, and I could not keep the anger from spreading. "I live here."

"Wait." She looked like she was confused before the glare returned. "You're Jay?"

She practically pushed me out of her way, toting a large carry-on bag behind her. One of the wheels was squeaking and it sounded like nails raking down a chalkboard.

"Excuse you." I stated flatly, shutting the door behind her.

"No." She snapped. "Excuse you. You should not be here. You are a girl. In the boy's dorm."

"By your logic, you shouldn't be here either." I retorted.

"I'm visiting." She sniffed.

I raised my eyebrows and went back to my seat on the couch. At the most opportune time, Ryker decided to show back up and his eyes widened when he realized who was standing by the kitchen table. I wanted to punch him. Fuck being normal. He was a goddamn liar.

"Hey, baby!" She squealed with happiness, dropping the handle to her bag, and rushing over to him to wrap her arms around his neck.

Tsk.

"Emma." He swallowed hard and stared at me while she gripped onto him for dear life. "What are you doing here?"

He shifted out of her arms and set the bag of food on the table.

"I came to visit, silly! I got the whole weekend to be able to spend some time with you. Daddy says we should not spend so much time apart. It's not good for us." She beamed. "Aren't you excited to see me?"

"Sure. I'm just shocked, is all." His voice did not carry the weight of excitement.

"You didn't say anything about your new roommate being a girl." She accused. "I'm not comfortable with it. She needs to leave. And you should contact the administration building and ask for her to be transferred." She pouted.

"Jaylyn living here isn't a problem, Emma." He tried.

"It is a problem if you're engaged to me." She threw her hands up.

I shot up out of my spot and had to force myself not to growl at the two of them. Fucking engaged. I was a fucking idiot. The constant theme in my life. My lips burned with the ghost of Ryker's kiss, and I had to force myself not to explode between the two of them. I beelined for my room and slammed the door.

I could barely hear them between the closed door and wall, so I slipped my headphones in and turned the music as loud as it would go. Everything about this was bullshit. Bullshit of my own doing, but bullshit, nonetheless. I cannot believe I had taken him at his word.

Minutes turned into hours, and I pulled one of my headphones out to check if they were still in the apartment. My door was cracked open, and I could hear Emma talking from the living room. So, it had to be Ryker that stood in my doorway.

"Jaylyn?" He whispered.

"What?" Flat. Cold.

"I need you to leave."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Just until Sunday morning."

"You've got to be joking."

The door opened a little farther, his gaze landing on mine. "Please."

"You're serious." I growled. "Get out."

He closed the door gently, and I could hear Emma pitching a fit in the other room. I grabbed the empty duffle bag out of my closet and threw whatever I could into in. I grabbed my keys and my phone, locking my bedroom behind me. Ryker pleaded at me with his eyes and Emma continued to glare at me.

"Enjoy the couch." I rolled my eyes and walked out without another word.