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The tension between us wasn’t lifted, but it was recognized, and that gave us some kind of power over it. Now we could actually acknowledge each other’s presence in the house, even if at first we bbw didn’t say more than a word to each other. Over time, that word became small conversations, and from there, we were housemates. It’s not like things went back to how they were, but I couldn’t expect that to happen anyways. As the summer approached, both of us realized we were staying in the student house, and made a kind of silent agreement that we needed to become some kind of friends again or drive each other crazy. At one point, I went to her room and had a serious conversation with her about whether I should find a new place for the coming September. Molly shocked me by admitting I didn’t need to do that, and that the past should be left to the past. Things didn’t heal though. We didn’t heal. This wasn’t like big a bruise that became invisible, this wasn’t even like a cut that ass turned into a scar. It was like someone sawed off your leg and you learned to live with just the one. Things were still permanently different between us. Gone were our jovial conversations. Now we were ‘boring friends.’ The kind of housemates that shared conversations about nothing, and occasionally found themselves having a good time, but just out of coincidence. Besides, why would she need to connect with me? She had Carson. Yup, Molly and Carson. Shortly after the party, they became an official thing, Facebook announcement and everything. I didn’t think the sleazeball had it in him to make the commitment. I barely saw him – Molly rarely brought him over. I wasn’t sure, but I honestly thought a big part of it was her knowing I still, somewhere, was crazy in love with her, and she took cock my feelings interracial into account and didn’t want to bring him around. After all, when I did see him it would just remind me of my own inadequacy, how that led me to do what I did, how much of a monster I was, and how I didn’t deserve her even though this piece of laundry lint somehow got to be with her. Chris and Jerome had to have known everything about us by the new school year. Both were surprised to see that I was still living with them when they came back in September. Both were staying to do their graduate studies in something or another. I really didn’t ask. I don’t think I even could have, at least in Chris’ case. At this point Chris clearly disliked me more than Molly did. When I spoke or hung out with them, he would become eerily quiet and lose his flamboyancy, and look in every direction but mine. I knew he had some frank tits discussions with Molly about me, and was the foremost advocate for giving me the boot. Realistically, she should have a long time ago. The ‘friendship’ I had with Molly was a corpse of the one we used to have, but the phrase ‘I didn’t deserve her’ was the understatement of the century. I was the luckiest guy in the world to still even be her friend. She even got to talking to me again about her life. It was early October when she started, after it was clear Chris was dealing with some shit of his own. I tried to ask Chris about it, but understandably, he blew me off. From there on in, I kind of became Molly’s diary for a bit. It was clear she was holding some stuff in and Chris was unavailable for a while before she turned to me. Selfishly, I kind of enjoyed it – when she started opening up to me about her life, it was like old times. Still, I was more respectful to her feelings now, and I hoped that reflected in how I talked to her. 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