Episode 1: Bound By Destiny {Joshua}

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Nothing he did to try and get away mattered. In the end, it wasn’t him who held control over the situation. Brendon found himself being dragged back toward the larger portion of their dorm and awkwardly imprisoned down onto his bed. His breathing remained harsh and quick, but as he laid there with his arms being pinned down and Joshua continuing to command him… he could feel himself trying to harden away his emotions. He could also feel… the sting within his eyes as he realized just how vulnerable he had made himself. He had exposed himself in a way he had never, ever, shown anyone else.

And he had done so with his roommate. He would have to suffer and live with these consequences for the rest of the year. That thought alone almost sent him spiraling back into another frenzy of hysteria and panic.

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There was a shrilling ring going off within his ears as his heart continued to pump at a rate that was faster than normal. The scene that he had been trapped within haunted him. It humiliated him. How had this happened? What had even gone on? His roommate—Joshua—was a brute. He was violent and physical. He was demanding and domineering. Brendon could hardly believe that the male had locked him in his hold and had forcefully dragged him to his bed. He had refused to allow him to leave the dorm room and he had thrown his pair of keys across the damn room.

Why hadn’t any of that registered? Those facts should have been one of the first things to occur to him. Yet, this entire time he had only felt hysterical and panicked. He had acknowledged the fact that he was being stopped, that he was being controlled, and those things had furthered his descent into the chaos that had unfolded.

But, he hadn’t felt threatened. Even now, as his mind began to clear and his breathing slowed down, he didn’t feel fearful. Perhaps it was his stubbornness or maybe he really just didn’t give a damn about himself any longer. He had made a fool out of himself. He had exposed himself in a way he had never wanted… anyone to see. And all because… because of the emotions he had felt when his roommate had spoken up.

It couldn’t have been his name. It couldn’t have been his voice—It was all coincidence. Everything had merely been a coincidence. Those emotions had reared their ugly head at the most inopportune moment and he had understandably freaked the hell out. And when his roommate had fought with him and imprisoned him within the dorm… his panic had exploded into desperation and then chaos.

“Just who do you think you are?” He finally spoke up begrudgingly and his bravado returned. His gaze narrowed into a glare as he stared up at Joshua who still towered over him like the brute he was.

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“Give me your name.”

Once again his roommate, Joshua Ardel, demanded things from him. Brendon remained laying down on his bed, his back pressed into the soft fabric of his comforter. But, his body was tense and his expression was stiff. His gaze roamed over the features of his roommate’s face and he didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that the other male’s name still made him feel strange things. Joshua Ardel. The name caused tingles to rise within him in odd places.

However, Brendon wanted some form of his own control—and withholding his name came as the answer for him. It was something that Joshua had demanded twice, and Brendon refused to give up the information. He liked knowing the other male’s name but Joshua not having the same in return.

“No,” He told him and even smirked with scornful amusement.

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Brendon didn’t understand his roommate at all. Why was he so angry, so temperamental and quiet all of the time? Their meeting hadn’t been ordinary in the slightest. The way that Joshua acted was… was ridiculous. Brendon could see the spark of anger within his roommate’s emerald gaze and he felt his own stomach tighten as he continued to watch him. He had no idea what he was capable of doing next. Brendon felt as though the two of them had laid out a warpath—but why? …Why?

“Don’t you dare go through my things,” He warned the other male when he noticed him purposely pausing to glance over toward his computer desk. The reminder of what he had actually done earlier caused his heart to skip a beat. “Joshua,” He added and his smirk returned as he continued to watch him.

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In retaliation, Joshua leaned forward and braced his weight against the bed as his larger form crowded his own. The movement and the piercing glare of his roommate’s gaze reminded Brendon of the scene at the front door. Joshua had done the same thing, forcing him back inside in the exact same way. His roommate’s nearness was a bit… unnerving. It was unnerving in an uncomfortable way and caused Brendon to want space. What kind of roommate had he gotten? Joshua was older than him—he could tell from looks alone—and that made him wonder if he had been here a year or two already. And, if so, how the hell had his other roommates taken his behavior? How had this not yet become an issue?

Joshua lifted from the bed and Brendon instantly jerked himself up into a seated position. If his roommate was going to be controlling, going to be physical, and violent—then he damn well was going to be the same. His roommate fully straightened and Brendon launched himself from the bed and attempted to shove Joshua down onto his own mattress. Two could play this game.

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Brendon reached forward to grasp firmly onto his roommate’s upper arm, and with his own arm raised he pressed into his chest and shoved Joshua backward in one swift motion. His heartbeat picked up and for a couple of seconds he felt uncertain of his own actions. He questioned them, questioned what he was doing, but just as quickly his determination returned. Did it really matter when his roommate acted so irrationally himself? He could do anything he damned well pleased and he would still be unmatched when it came to Joshua’s actions.

The fifteen year old freshmen went down with the other male and they both landed onto the bed. As his heart pumped heatedly within his chest, Brendon instantly stabilized his position and continued to apply pressure to Joshua’s chest while he held his other arm down. He could hear his own shuddered breathing in the silence of the room, and he continued to pin his roommate down in a similar manner as what had been done to himself.

“You can’t get away with pushing me around,” He told him on slightly bated breath. His amber gaze had locked with Joshua’s emerald eyes as he was now the one towering over him. “I’m not someone you can control.”

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