By the time his roommate came back Alan had relaxed enough that the constant tension in his shoulders had left and had let lose.<br/>"HORDE! Throw the molotov cocktails!!! Shoot the gasoline!!" Alec yelled as the door opened and his roommate entered, and spoke to them in a short, rather annoyed voice.<br/>Alan glared as he entered what a prick. He changed his mind; this kid would be just like every other guy who'd rolled though here. The only difference was that Alan thought he might have liked him. For now it seemed like the best idea to send Alec back to his dorm. He didn't want his friend to get in trouble.<br/>"Alec, go back to your dorm. Danny's more than likely wondering where the hell you went." Alec nodded he stood and stretched. He groaned and headed for the door he opened it and stopped turning to look back at Alan.<br/>"Good luck with the roommate. Be more careful from now on." He said and Alan smirked slightly, and saw his roommate walking out of the bathroom.<br/>"You know, there are days when I wonder if you have an extra X chromosome in there somewhere. It's like youâ€™re really a girl under all that clothing. If I hadn't seen you shirtless on several different occasions I would wonder." He laughed as fury filled Alec's face.<br/>"You're lucky your hurt or I would so kick your ass." Alec growled but his eyes said that he was playing.<br/>"Please, I could take you just the way I am." He grinned before becoming serious. "Go before some catches you." Alan rose as the door clicked shut, and headed for the bathroom, took care of nightly rituals and walked back into the main room, wearing shorts. He dropped into bed rubbing his sore ribs and staring at the ceiling of the dark room. He reached over and pulled is MP3 player off the nightstand started playing music. Drowning Pool came on first with Forget his foot tapped to the music and he started to fall asleep. Hoping that tonigh he wouldn't get the usual nightmares, he knew it would happen, but most of all he hopped his thrashing and screaming wouldn't wake up his new roommate. That was the last thing he needed. A weakness exposed before knowing the kid for 24 hours.<br/><br/>*****<br/><br/>Hours passed quietly until around 1 in morning. It started with a slight twitch in Alan's left hand, shortly after his whole body was shaking and he thrashed in his sleep. Moments later he was groaning, and within a minute he screamed. Not loud enough to pass though the walls, but loud enough to reverberate though the room. Alan sat straight up in the bed, covered his face with his hands. Fear coursed though him and his body was almost damp with sweat. Something wet fell from his face and anger filled him. He didn't fucking cry. Ever. He wiped at his face with jerky, quick, movements.<br/>"Damn it all. One night, just one. One fucking night without this shit." He sat in the dark unable to shake the fear and memories that the nightmare had invoked. He couldn't keep his hands from shaking. As he sat there he remembered he had a roommate.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">If there's a God he sleeps like the dead and won't wake up from that scream.</span>he thought staring at his sheets and running his fingers though his hair blond hair, it was streaked with red and brown, all natural. He knew his luck wasn't that good, he had awoken his roommate there was no way around it. No one could sleep though that. He'd had enough roommates to know that. Damn it all.