All these years, all on my own (Private for Dr. Flirt).

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    ooc; I hope this is where you wanted me to start xD

    Conrad Opensha rubbed his head a little as he stepped back from the door, he was tall... but he didn't realize the doors were this short. "Dam n ." Conrad mutters under his breath as he makes his to his new room! he had to get all unpacked and ready to explore the university. Conrad had it a bit easier, when he was a kid he had a perfect life, no let me re-phrase that, he had a decent orphan life and a wonderful life as a teenager. His new parents had bought him anything he wanted, but Conrad was a simple guy and was very meek underneith the spoils his parents gave him. There wasn't much to remember from the orphanage, and if there was he pushed it out of his head. University was his next bit step in life and his girlfriend, Opal McCree, was the best thing that happened to him, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was someone else in his life that he wanted to protect and love. But that didn't come to his head right now. Unpacking the suit case in his arms was.


    Once he finished unpacking everything his phone rang and immediately he knew who it was, Opal. she was a bit clingy, but she was in the right direction of life. "Hey, babe." Conrad sputters out quickly as he lifts his box and throws it to his side of the room, "Ya... ya... ya..." It seemed like the same conversation over and over again. She was needy about wanting to see him, now he wasn't going to lie to himself. Opal was a talker, but she was a nice person. Taking her to bed had his ups and downs, but it was all great fun in the end. "Yes I will come see you, now shhhh. I want to meet my other dorm members. i love you so much, and i'll see you tomorrow." With that he hung up and ran his fingers through his black hair, bright green eyes shown through the mirror he looked at. This was going to be loads of fun.


    Anastasia* walked weakly through the doors of the university, lugging her suitcase behind her. Her exposed knees and calfs were black and blue from her abusive adopted father, and there were dark circles under her eyes from the longest nights she had ever experienced in her small attic room, in her rickety wire bed. She was thankful to finally be able to escape from her father. Uch, she hated calling him her father when she knew there was some (hopefully) perfectly sensible, kind man who could have raised her, but didn't. She walked up to her dorm, feeling a mixture of excitement and relief.


    After unpacking, she sat down on her bed, exhausted. She couldn't wait to meet her room mate, who she knew was a boy. She would have normally been in the girl's dorm, but since she enrolled so late, there was no dorms left in the girl's wing. She didn't really mind, she was kind of a tom boy herself. She had taken a nap earlier, so the dark circles under her eyes were gone. After many applications of cream, her bruises had faded slightly, too. She put on some skinny jeans, and slipped on a red off-the-shoulder top. She let down and washed her long brown hair, and put on some mascara. After a through inspection of twirling around in the sight of the mirror, she had declared herself presentable. She was fairly happy, she never had to see her abusive father ever again, and for the first time in a while, she looked pretty.

    With a large yawn Conrad walks down the halls and back not minding one bit that he'd ve stuck in a all boys dorm. Well, boy did he get a surprise when he opened his door to find a girl... "Um.., excuse me." His eyes widen as he slipped back infto his room biting his lip a little confused. Was this his wrong room, but he saw his stuff and sort of walked on his side for the room slowly, "Miss?" He noticed the make up and sighed. Women always had to cover it up the natural beauty just to be covered in fake. He had a girly girl as a roommate.


    Being very cautious Conrads sits his bed watching her with a glare, that is when he did notice a little dark area on her legs he raised a brow, either this girl was clumsy or she bruises way to easily. Conrad was usually a jerk, but he had expected a guy in his room and he didn't like change. Anything not normal was something to stay far away Rom.

    "Hi," She said, suddenly feeling extremely self conscious. "I-Im your room mate, because I enrolled kind of late and so the girl's dorm was full, I hope you don't mind that I'm a girl. I'm Anastasia, by the way." She said, watching him curiously. Her gaze dropped to her legs, bringing back painful memories of her abusive father. "What's your name?" She asked, after all if they were going to be room mates, they might as well get to know eachother. She looked up at him, and then suddenly realized. "I... I think you were in my orphanage." She said, tucking a piece of hair that had fallen into her eyes behind her ear. "We were friends." The memory was piecing itself together. She thought that they even might have kissed, but she didn't want to say that out loud.

    Conrad glowered at her hating the memory of the orphanage... Anastasia.... the name sounded to familiar. Too different and he winced a little, "Conrad...." no it wasn't her, it would never be her! But he had to test the waters, "Let's assume we did know each other in the orphanage. There is one question she would know. When is your birthday and who adopted you." He had to know and he knew who adopted her. He was a vile man and didn't look at all nice.

    Ooc: I'm making up a random dude and a random date XD Hope that's ok


    Ic: "June 5, 1998. And he never told he his name, but he wore all black leather and had a gun in his pocket and a whip wrapped around his hand the day he adopted me." She said all of this without a second thought, and shuddered slightly at the memory of her adoption day. He had hurt her severely that day, gave her a fourth degree burn all down the side of her arm, then he had r*aped the poor girl for at least three hours straight. "Conrad..." She said quietly. "I remember that name well." She looked up at him in smiled. And for the first time in years, it was a real, genuine smile. She hugged her knees to her chest, hoping he would remember their brief love story.

    Conrad widens his eyes a little as he bites his lips trying so hard not to cuss. He had gotten in the habit in cussing, but never around Anastasia. No he had to keep Anastasia pure and clean from all those cuss words. "My little Ana..." he eyes widening remembering all about the girl. He had been a year older, but their time at the orphanage was special. He stands up from the bed and pratically leaps on her tugging her up in his arms and hugging her tight. She was his first kiss and pretty much his love in the he-ll hole. "Are you really my little Anastasia? " he mutters squeezing her tightly. The chances from 1 to 7 billion could she be his roommate. He hated the Man who took her.., he had tried kicking and beating up the man, but he wasn't as strong as he was now. "I remember glitter Ana who was sweeter than candy, and a confident girl. What the he-ll happened while you were adopted?"

    She smiled and giggled as he held her. "I missed you," She said kissing him on the nose. "And he stole my virginity, rather painfully, might I add, he burned most of my body, and broke most of my limbs. But you know, nothing HORRIBLE." She said, for the first time being able to joke about it. She was so happy to be back with him, and she couldn't stop kissing him and tussling his hair and beaming at him. "And now, I never have to see him again. I'm all yours." She whispered to him, nuzzling him and putting her hands on his chest. "I missed you so much," She repeated, not being able to shake the happy, floating feeling inside her.

    "H-he took you?! His own daughter?!" He grits his teeth in anger, but burries his head on her neck placing small kisses around her neck lovingly, "that bastard." He mumbled and continue small kisses. She was s small and lonely.... oh how Much he wished he could take her away from everyone! "I would have saved you...." and runs his,fingers through her soft hair seeing small bruises make up couldn't even cover. He was about to kiss her... till he suddenly stops remembering his girlfriend. This was cheating... he couldn't cheat on his girlfriend. Slowly he slips her onto her own bed feeling guilty as he puts distance between them. "Um so... you're my roommate and away from that man. Has there been any happy moment while you lived with your new dad?"

    "For four hours straight, too. And the only happy moments were when I could escape the thoughts of terror and disgust, and be able to thin of you...of us. She ruffled his hair and kissed him, but noticed he wasn't kissing back. "Are you ok?" She asked concerned.


    I'm sorry it's short I'm on my phone and it's a pain in th butt to type.

    Haha it's okay.


    Conrad mumbles turning away a little, "I have a girlflriend, Anastasia I would be cheating on her if I kissed you." He mumbled unhappily taking her hand instead and playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry we can't be a couple, but I had found a girl while in my senior year." Looking at her with a bit of guilt standing up he sits on,his own bed staring at herm.

    "Oh," She said sadly. How foolish she had been, thinking that nothing would change over five years! She looked at the ground, unable to meet his eyes. After a while, she looked up at him. "Who do you love more?" She asked, out of the blue. She knew that she was asking him to make a hard decision, but she didn't care. She wanted to know, she wanted to be in his arms again, kissing happily as they were before.

    Biting his lip Conrad answers, "You were the love of my life, Anastasia... I still have this feeling to be with you, but I just can't break it off with my girlfriend." It was all truth and he just wanted to comfort her, "Come here... I want o hold you, but no kissing.... I can't bare to cheat on my girlfriend." He opened his arms giving a small boyish grin. She was still beautiful, but she can do without the makeup.

    "One minute," she said, wiping the make up off cleanly. "I only did that because I was going to give my room mate the impression that I was prissy, that they shouldn't mess with me. But since it's you, I don't have to worry about that." She walked over in front of his bed, but didn't lay in his arms, as much as she wanted to. "You didn't answer my question. Who do you love more?" She couldn't destroy the small dignity that she had left by lying in someone's arms who didn't love her. She put her hands on her hips, the light behind her making her well built figure more distinct.

    "Can you really make me choose?" He pours and tries not to act a little more desperate, "I love you... but I love her." He loved how stubborn she was being, but he wanted to prove to her he was the same Conrad. Taking her arm by force he drags her to his chest and grumbles, "Must I choose?" He whispers in her ear, "I missed you and want to know you better now." She had the soft smell of lavender still that he loved a lot and he nibbled on her ear saying to himself this wasn't cheating yet, "You must have had a boyfriend after me right?"

    "No, I happened to be locked in a basement for five years, wishing I was with you. Little did I know you were having the time of your life with another girl." She looked away, feeling hurt. "I was waiting for my happily ever after, and the longer I was r*ped, or the more times I was beaten, I became more convinced that it was never going to happen. I love you, Conrad, and I don't want you to have to choose, but you're going to have to." She pushed away reluctantly from his warm arms, and looked at him, tears in her eyes at the memory of her horrible adopted father, and the fact that he might choose her. Someone's heart will be broken, she told herself. And it might as well be mine. It's not like I have anything going for me anyway. She stared unhappily at the ground.

    This was getting on his nerves, he was use to getting what he wanted, but right now she just wasn't giving in a bit. He knew for a fact he loved Anastasia, but had been planning on proposing to his lover... "I-I want to give you your happy ever after. How about I put aside my girlfriend... and possibly go dating with you to make sure my love is still there. "What was Conrad saying?! Of course he loved Anastasia, but what could he do?! Melony was the best thing that happened while he was adopted, but Anastasia was the girl he had been looking for since he was 17. "There won't be any awkwardness and I promise Melony wont get into this. I just want to love you again..." Now he was making things worse. It was like he was telling her he hadn't loved her since he left the orphanage, but he couldn't forget her beautiful smile and wonderful laugh. Though the orphanage didn't treat her right he had wanted to make her his princess and him her prince! It would be like all other fairy tails...

    "Ok," She said smiling. She then practically leaped into his arms, kissing his neck. "Conrad, I love you." She said, and glanced out the window, her eyes meeting a beautiful glowing sunset. She pressed her body against his and wrapped her arms around him. His arms were the only place she wanted to be at that moment, and for every moment to come.


    My muse has been reduced to ashes. Stupid homework.