My ex best friend
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Sorry for the delay guys. I'll try to finish this next part up by tonight or tomorrow. There should only be a few more parts to go before the end! Thanks for all the likes and comments.
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Part 13 The Hookup
After T left for the party at Eric's place, he texted me when he got there. Somehow we talked about why he was letting Eric back into his life. He basically told me it was because of weed. I told him I don't get it because T had the contact for his weed and he smoked it by himself. He didn't explain, but the truth about that came out later on. As more people came out to the party I guess he got busy with that and I didn't hear from him until the next day. He usually spent the night on the couch over there when he drank.
Let me go backward just a bit to a time, months before this time when T tells me that he hooked up with a girl. I believe it was before I realized my feelings for him. I was shocked, but I knew that day would come at some point. I asked who the girl was and he told me it was some chick he had in dream lol. It didn't happen in reality lol. So back to the day after the party. That next morning or afternoon after he spent the night there he tells me that he hooked up with a girl at the party. This time he wasn't talking about a dream and although I felt like my feelings were gone, hearing that was soul crushing at first. After having him in my life for over a year I couldn't believe it finally happened. I told him it stung to hear that. He said "so why are you salty to hear it if you don't have anymore feelings?" I said I guess it's because my feelings were strong. It seemed like too much of a coincidence for him to hook up with some random girl hours after I told him I didn't have feelings for him anymore. He never came close to hooking up with any girl since I met him.
He told me it was a girl who was new to his job. She was a Black girl, the first one he had ever been with. He had talked about wanting to hook up with a Black girl way back when he first started working at the grocery store. He told me he didn't know anything was gonna happen and that he was surprised that it did too. He told me he did it raw with no condom. I said that was dumb and irresponsible. I thought to myself he could have gotten a disease and got her pregnant. He said "I enjoyed myself." He said she was nice and tight. That was a phrase he used as a joke all the time with Eric. Before they did it he told the girl not to go falling in love with him after the sex. He was a self proclaimed master with good dick, he always said. I think he said she said it was really good and some of the best she ever had. He said he got really into it. I asked if she gave him head and he said a little bit. He gave me the rest of the details in person the next day as we went out to eat.
I asked him where Eric was while all this was going on and he said he was upstairs in his room and that he heard them for sure. I'm sure it must have turned Eric on or made him cry lol. I really thought hearing all this put the nail in the coffin for my feelings for him, but it didn't.
As he drove us to our favorite restaurant the next day or 2 days later, it came up again about the hook up. I asked if he didn't use a condom where did he cum. His answer was not what I expected to hear. He said he didn't cum because he was too drunk. That response was very telling for me. How could a man who hadn't had sex in probably 2 years, not cum after having raw sex? That made no sense to me! He should have emptied his balls with ease after that! The thought came to my mind again how it was a weird coincidence that he decided to hook up with a random girl only after I told him my feelings for him were gone. I remembered when he said he enjoyed himself, but apparently not enough to cum! All the males reading this know how easy it is for a man to cum.
Once as a teenager, I was so horny in the shower that I was able to turn the water pressure up and had a sweet hands free orgasm as the water hit that spot just under the head lol! T must have had something other than sex on his mind that made him not able to release. Also, the girl put hickeys on his neck and he was trying to cover it up at work. I think he actually borrowed some of his mom's makeup to hide it because he dealt with a lot of customers and he didn't want to look like a man whore or like he had a disease or something. His skin was pretty pale and it showed pretty easily.
I had never seen the new girl before, but somehow I figured out who she was much later through Facebook. I must have heard her name and saw that she was friends with some of T's coworkers. She comes up later in this story in a wild twist that I could not make up if I tried to lol. I didn't feel any anger or anything towards her. All is fair in love and war. You bet you're ass I did feel some jealousy though lol! I just wanted a kiss from T so damn badly, but any random girl could have his most private parts under the right circumstances it seemed. It didn't have me down for very long though.
On the ride to the restaurant I told him that he must have been like a virgin again after getting some after so long lol. He laughed and said that's what one of his female coworkers said to him too. I kept it perfectly cool with him. Getting some pussy didn't seem to make him happy though. The warmth and friendliness towards me started gradually disappearing once again.
The very next weekend T and Eric decided to have some of us take a trip to the beach to get in the water since it was really warm at the time. I had been trying to get T to go to the river or the lake for some fun for the longest, but he would not do it. I'm sure I asked him that very same week after his hook up. He had been acting strange ever since. For example, 100% of the time when he smoked, he always invited me to go outside with him to smoke, even though I would never touch the stuff again. I always just chilled with him outside and we talked about everything, our hopes, dreams and our future together. After his hookup which took place after I told him my feelings were gone, he started smoking alone! He would walk past me, not say a word then go smoke a whole blunt by himself. I had no idea why he started doing that, but I let him have his space. One would think getting some pussy would make him happy and extra friendly, but no, quite the opposite happened!
So hearing about the trip he planned with Eric was frustrating, because he was acting all week like he didn't even like me. I told him he's acting like he doesn't like me and he said if I didn't like you I wouldn't have invited you on the trip to the beach. In my head, I thought if you did like me and treated me like a friend you and I should have planned a trip together, not him and Eric who he just started talking to again. That week instead of talking, laughing and joking with me like he always did prior to the hookup, he shut himself up in his room and stayed on his phone. That was not him and that was not his personality to do that all day long and whenever I'm around. I couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong with him.
When myself, T and two other male coworkers met up at Eric's house so he could drive us to the beach, I mentioned to T again how he acts like my ideas to go to the river or to the lake are so terrible, but that going to the beach is the best idea ever. He got close to my face looking all serious and said that's boring. He looked all serious and asked what? I laughed and said I got nothing else to say about it. He knew I was telling the truth. He didn't even crack a smile with me. He never talked like that to me before. He was a different person ever since the night of that party.
So Eric drove a tiny little 4 door Honda Fit car and he was not a good driver. He was around 32 at the time, but he didn't have his license for very long, so he scared us a bit as he drove us about 100 miles to the Atlantic. When he switched lanes he jerked the car so unnecessarily hard instead of just easing over. We laughed, but we were scared at the last time. T sat next to me in the back with the other coworkers in the front and on my other side. T didn't say a word to me or looked at me the whole drive there. Mind you, we talked either in person or through text all day long everyday normally. Something was up with him and my mind just was not clear enough to see what it was. I was fully recovered from the bad trip, but I guess it was a process for my mind to get as clear as it used to be. This should have been easy for me to figure out, but it just wasn't at the time.
We stopped by Walmart first to get some snacks and things and we got some Subway which was inside the Walmart. I got a gallon or 2 of water to drink and it sure came in handy. We went to Folly Beach, which I had never been to before. We all had our swimming trunks on the three of them darted for the water. I reluctantly followed suit. I felt a bit sad that T was almost completely ignoring me and acting like we weren't even friends again. The other two coworkers were best friends and they acted like it the whole trip. T was a brick wall towards me, but he was friendly with the other guys.
At the beach they didn't go that far out, even though they all knew how to swim except me lol. I did manage to have some fun. One of the coworkers, Kevin who I mentioned before, thought it was a good idea for 2 of us to get onto the others' shoulders and to kind of play wrestle each other. We did that and I realized that our cocks and balls had to be on the back of someone's neck. At one point I got on T's shoulders while Kevin was on someone else's shoulders as we tried to wrestle each other off. Somehow as I fell I kicked Kevin in the head by accident. I had no idea I kicked him until T told me I did. It happened so fast. He didn't get hurt but my foot hurt like a bitch for weeks after that. He must have had a strong skull lol.
T never saw or felt my bulge before but he felt the whole thing on the back of his neck that day lol. I had no clue how he felt about that lol. A guy in the open showers in basic training once told me that it was big and that I should be proud of that thing lol. After we were done with the water we got some food from a nearby restaurant. The food wasn't that good and T and Kevin finished off my plate.
T was acting like he was attracted to the waitress. Rather, he said it out loud in front of his friends that he thought she was cute for a girl with short hair. He liked long hair. The whole thing seemed kind of forced, but I didn't say anything. This was the first time all week that I saw T not glued to his phone around me and I said in front of the others that he must have been dying not being on his phone all this time. He looked as if he didn't know what I was talking about. He never wanted to admit to acting weird with me.
It was getting dark by the time we headed back to Eric's place where we all parked our cars. Eric asked T to drive and I was disappointed by that because I was hoping we could talk like normal, but I knew we wouldn't have any conversation with him in the front and me in the back with the music up loud. T and Kevin did some freestyling on the way back. For some White boys they were pretty damn good lol. I love rap and hip hop, but I can't freestyle for shit so when Kevin tells me to try I just couldn't do it. Despite this story, I'm a man of few words lol. Somehow Kevin mentioned the girl T hooked up with and called her a big girl or something like that. I laughed and asked her if she was really big and T was all like she's not that big, not a 200 pounder. They clowned him for a little bit about that.
We got back to Eric's place and T or Eric had some viagra pills that they split up or something. Dumb Eric said something to T about taking a half pill together and T was like hell no lol. Eric just could not help being super thirsty for T even after all the drama they went through. I believe T and I went back home where he continued to shut me out. We still talked regularly, but it was becoming less and less frequent, not at all like normal. I like to keep it real and I like to confront problems head on so I had to confront him about this. I did not want to have to live walking on eggshells around him.
Well I'm gonna end this part right here. I'm gonna try to keep putting these out more regularly. I've been busy learning a new side hustle. Stay tuned for part 14!
Really wish OP would update this thread a bit more frequently like they used to in the beginning of the story
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I'm working on part 14 ya'll. Life has been busy with a funeral and a new business I'm starting up. I'm gonna finish this thing if it's the last thing I do. This is therapeutic for me. Thanks for all the likes!
I'm sorry for the lost, but congratulations on the new business! I hope it to be successful.
Condolences man, this site is always an environment to vent. Congrats on the new business though
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Part 14 New Buddy
After our trip to the beach, the awkwardness continued between T and I. He distanced himself from me more and more. He was not being himself. He went from being super playful and light hearted to cold and withdrawn. I assumed he would snap out of it at some point. Normally nothing gets past me, but I guess since I was coming out of the bad trip, my mind wasn't as clear as normal.
T had been telling me that he was getting into it with his hiring manager at his job. He was frustrated that he was always overlooked for a better position than an assistant manager. They were bumping heads. T did work really hard and he was always finding better, more efficient ways of doing things. He was really smart. One day he comes home early and tells me that he and the other manager got into it one last time and that he quit! I was surprised that it got that bad, but I understood. I told him things will work out and he'll find something else soon. He told me that at least now we'll have more time to play video games. I laughed at that. We were playing Borderlands 2 a lot on the ps4 at the time.
It was warm around this time and you could always find us playing some game shirtless and barefoot around the house. T had his tv and mine both set up in the den so we could play games on one while using the other for tv and movies at the same time. We both had our own PS4's. I remember once when he was sitting next to me as we were playing a game and he placed his bare foot on top of mine, seemingly by accident. He moved it but kept his bare leg against mine. It was such a small thing, but with my foot fetish it was so damn hot. The sexual tension was unbearable for me lol. I could sense that he was thinking about me even as he was very focused on the game. You know how you can feel someone's attention on you even as they're busy doing something else? Still nothing happened, but a man could always dream.
T eventually started looking into learning the electrician trade. His biological daddy knew everything about carpentry and electrician work. He taught T to do all kinds of handy things. T took it upon himself to fix things around the apartment like broken cabinets or doors. After a few weeks after leaving his job, he found a contractor to work for and learn the business from then he started working. He bought new steel toe boots, tools, coolers and everything he would need for the new job. I was so happy for him and hoped that he would like this new job and would make lots of money. He was ready to give this new job his all. He worked for a few days until he got his first paycheck. That check was just not good enough, much less than what he was making before so he told the electrician that he couldn't stay on.
Once again I felt bad for him. I wished I could have had him help me with selling books, but I couldn't think of a way to scale it so that he could make a full time living like I did. I always let him know that I had his back with whatever he decided to do. He had some money saved up so paying his small portion of the rent was no problem for him.
Even though we played video games a lot, things were still very different and weird. It felt like that was the only time we hung out any more. Since T was avoiding me and locking himself in his room all the time, he started hanging out with the boyfriend of a female manager at his job at the grocery store, Amanda. Amanda was the girl who T sort of hooked up with when he first started working at the grocery store. She had invited him to a party at her place where she gave him hickies on his neck and he played with her tits a bit. I suppose her new boyfriend didn't know about that encounter. Anyway, T started "hanging out" with him. I'll call him Greg. Greg was around my age, was kind of a country White guy with a huge, mountain man looking beard. He looked sort of like a biker. He looked sort of like this guy, image attached from desktop.
He first started hanging with Greg after Amanda invited us both to some beer festival downtown one Saturday. It was Spring time so it was pretty warm. I can't remember which one of us drove there but we rode together and I hoped we would have a fun day out there. I didn't know what there was to do at a beer festival besides drink. When we got there I saw that they had some rides like they have at a fair. It turned out that Greg worked for a fair ride company. He operated some of the rides. T was searching for him from the time we got there.
T was acting strange the whole time. He didn't make much eye contact with me and it just felt like his mind was elsewhere. He looked me in the eye more than anyone ever did normally. It was not a fun time at this beer festival. He kept walking far ahead of me and not along with me like two friends who were there together. It's a terribly lonely feeling when you're with someone, but still feel alone. We tasted some awful beer and heard a live band play some music. At some point, there was a woman, close to my age there who was serving beer and wine for people to taste. She was nice and friendly. T was doing most of the talking with her and while she was talking to someone else, he asks me if he should ask for her number. I thought that came out of left field and I didn't think the girl looked cute or good with him. I just kind of shrugged and he did ask for her number and she gave it to him! Again it seemed like he was trying to force something with a female just because she was there. I didn't see any chemistry there or a true desire to get to know her. My sixth sense could see that clearly.
I was still emotionally numb, so I didn't feel one way or the other about it at the time. I was very surprised though. I did feel like she, a complete stranger, got more attention and friendliness from him than I did that day. Later on at the festival, we ran into Amanda and she told T where Greg was since he was looking for him. T was frantically looking for Greg and at this point I figured it had to do with weed or some other drugs. At this festival, they also had rides like what a fair has. Greg was an operator for the rides and he help set them up and break them down. That was his full time gig.
I think T invited Amanda and Greg back to our place because they came over about the next day. T was outside smoking by himself when they came by. He was really adamant about smoking by himself outside when he never did that not even once before he started acting all weird. I was in the den watching tv or on my laptop or whatever when I saw them outside. Since I knew Amanda and had alreay met her a few times I assumed T would have invited them inside or told me they were there, but nope. He said nothing and they just lit a blunt and smoked it. They didn't stay long and I didn't allow smoking inside so they left. That was how I knew for sure that T was only hanging out with Greg because of weed. I was still surprised that he didn't tell me they were there. It was just odd.
Throughout all of this T and I still managed to speak to each other every single day at least once. He sort of cut me out of his life, but not completely. He was free to leave and go somewhere else, but deep down, he didn't want to. Before long T was hanging out with Eric more often again too. It wasn't like how it used to be, but Eric would come over sometimes. We would watch Game of Thrones and Rick and Morty a lot. Eric did seem to be a little less clingy with T, but not by much lol. Eric had even gotten himself a few hookups. He would be at my place scrolling on Grindr and he would show T the face pics of the guys he was interested in. It was bizarre to me that he would even want to see who Eric was interested in. I jokingly asked T if he was looking for someone to hook up with on Grindr too and he acted shocked that I would ask such a thing lol. He would ask Eric if he thought that guy was attractive as if he thought he wasn't. T swore he didn't know a handsome man from an unattractive one.
Eric never, ever believed T was anything other than a closeted straight man. He told me once in private that T told him that he went to a strip club once, but he didn't get hard. Greg laughed at that because he was sure T was gay or bi even after their falling out.
Since T was now unemployed, he was looking for work. He really wanted to live like how I lived, deep down even though he never said it out loud. I was able to sleep in and take days off whenever. He told me he was thinking about learning the electrician trade by working for an electrician. It seemed like a good idea so he found one who was hiring and he went all in. He bought the equipment he would need, brand-new work boots, a cooler, etc. I was really happy for him.
He did that for a few days until he got his first paycheck and it was shit. That day he came home early and told me the news. It was too little pay for so much hard work, working all day long for over 8 hours. He told the guy he's gonna have to find something else because the pay just wasn't good enough. I can't remember what I said, but I'm sure I gave him some encouraging words and that he'll find something better. T led me to believe that he was living on his savings. He didn't have many bills. There was his car, insurance, rent and his phone bill and that was about it. I found out by chance what it was he was doing for money.
One day Amanda, the manager from his job at the grocery store, had a get-together at her place. She and Eric were good friends before Eric met T. Eric kind of forgot about her for the most part after he met T, for the most part. I was invited to this one for the first time so I went with T there. She lived close by Eric who lived about 20 miles away from my place. My closeness with T kind of came and went whenever he felt like it. From day to day, I never knew how he would be. Around this time I felt close to him again.
We got to Amanda's place and there was just a few people there, most new to me. We just hung out and talked. We had a good time. T was engaging with me like normal again. Eric came eventually and he was being cool. He and T had already planned on doing some molly at his place after. Since I met T he smoked weed every day and told me all the other drugs he tried before. I was with him when he did LSD before and this was the first time I saw he and Eric doing Molly. I would have never tried anything other than weed and that turned out to be disastrous for me lol, but I never judged.
While at Amanda's place, Amanda brought up why T was "hanging out" with Greg all the time now. She let it out that T was selling weed to Greg! In my head I went Ah Ha! Now it made sense. The way T described his time with Greg it was like some transaction instead of two friends. For instance, T didn't know if Greg drove or had a ride or not. I asked him how could he not know that after hanging with him for weeks now. T kept this fact from me, probably because he didn't know how I would react to him selling drugs while living with me. I could see the shock on his face when Amanda brought this up.
I didn't react, but I had a lengthy conversation with myself inside my head lol. I knew there was something strange about those two, because they didn't seem much like friends in person. I figured as long as he wasn't trying to sell at my place then it was no concern of mine. He had to make some money somehow in between jobs. I didn't say anything that night, but I knew we were gonna talk about that later.
So after we left Amanda's place, we headed down the road to Eric's place. It was a nice night that night and the two of them got their molly. We just chilled outside on the front porch the whole time pretty much. T had already told me how they might be while taking it. T didn't change much at all while he was high, but Eric talked even more than usual. They were grinding their teeth some and they needed lots of water to drink. I made sure they had plenty. T was actually more friendly while he was high on that stuff lol.
We just lay on the concrete driveway and looked at the stars. T told me to come next to him as he pointed out stars and cloud formations. It was nice. At one point his heart was racing and he told me to feel it. I used to joke about his chest being flat lol, but after feeling it, it was just more broad but still muscular. I was turned on by that lol. I always had a nice chest from doing push ups ever since high school. When we weren't looking at the stars we would walk down the street and back just talking about random stuff.
Eric talked a 100 miles an hour the whole time and I had to tune him out sometimes. T was tuning him out half the time too. We played some music from our phones. T asked me to play some and I did, but before a song could finish playing Eric started playing his. That man was always competitive with me for T's attention. He always had to talk over me so I got annoyed after a while and I just kind of chilled by myself. I cannot bear a person who talks so much nonstop lol. The next day T took offense to that and said that I said "fuck these guys" and just went off by myself. I explained to him that I was sober and that I could not take all of Eric's constant rambling. It was enough to drive a sober person crazy.
We stayed up the entire night until their high came down eventually. I think they took some twice that night. Eric was willing to do anything to be around T so he was down for any drug at all. I always thought this drug made people all sexual, but I didn't see any of that from T or Eric. In a weird way I felt like this drug made T and I a little closer again sort of how we used to be. I also felt like, what has my life become hanging with two drug users like this lol? Anyway I'm gonna end part 14 right here. Thank you all for the comments. I would say that from this part of the story there is about 6 months of time left until the end.
After our trip to the beach, the awkwardness continued between T and I. He distanced himself from me more and more. He was not being himself. He went from being super playful and light hearted to cold and withdrawn. I assumed he would snap out of it at some point. Normally nothing gets past me, but I guess since I was coming out of the bad trip, my mind wasn't as clear as normal.
T had been telling me that he was getting into it with his hiring manager at his job. He was frustrated that he was always overlooked for a better position than an assistant manager. They were bumping heads. T did work really hard and he was always finding better, more efficient ways of doing things. He was really smart. One day he comes home early and tells me that he and the other manager got into it one last time and that he quit! I was surprised that it got that bad, but I understood. I told him things will work out and he'll find something else soon. He told me that at least now we'll have more time to play video games. I laughed at that. We were playing Borderlands 2 a lot on the ps4 at the time.
It was warm around this time and you could always find us playing some game shirtless and barefoot around the house. T had his tv and mine both set up in the den so we could play games on one while using the other for tv and movies at the same time. We both had our own PS4's. I remember once when he was sitting next to me as we were playing a game and he placed his bare foot on top of mine, seemingly by accident. He moved it but kept his bare leg against mine. It was such a small thing, but with my foot fetish it was so damn hot. The sexual tension was unbearable for me lol. I could sense that he was thinking about me even as he was very focused on the game. You know how you can feel someone's attention on you even as they're busy doing something else? Still nothing happened, but a man could always dream.
T eventually started looking into learning the electrician trade. His biological daddy knew everything about carpentry and electrician work. He taught T to do all kinds of handy things. T took it upon himself to fix things around the apartment like broken cabinets or doors. After a few weeks after leaving his job, he found a contractor to work for and learn the business from then he started working. He bought new steel toe boots, tools, coolers and everything he would need for the new job. I was so happy for him and hoped that he would like this new job and would make lots of money. He was ready to give this new job his all. He worked for a few days until he got his first paycheck. That check was just not good enough, much less than what he was making before so he told the electrician that he couldn't stay on.
Once again I felt bad for him. I wished I could have had him help me with selling books, but I couldn't think of a way to scale it so that he could make a full time living like I did. I always let him know that I had his back with whatever he decided to do. He had some money saved up so paying his small portion of the rent was no problem for him.
Even though we played video games a lot, things were still very different and weird. It felt like that was the only time we hung out any more. Since T was avoiding me and locking himself in his room all the time, he started hanging out with the boyfriend of a female manager at his job at the grocery store, Amanda. Amanda was the girl who T sort of hooked up with when he first started working at the grocery store. She had invited him to a party at her place where she gave him hickies on his neck and he played with her tits a bit. I suppose her new boyfriend didn't know about that encounter. Anyway, T started "hanging out" with him. I'll call him Greg. Greg was around my age, was kind of a country White guy with a huge, mountain man looking beard. He looked sort of like a biker. He looked sort of like this guy, image attached from desktop.
He first started hanging with Greg after Amanda invited us both to some beer festival downtown one Saturday. It was Spring time so it was pretty warm. I can't remember which one of us drove there but we rode together and I hoped we would have a fun day out there. I didn't know what there was to do at a beer festival besides drink. When we got there I saw that they had some rides like they have at a fair. It turned out that Greg worked for a fair ride company. He operated some of the rides. T was searching for him from the time we got there.
T was acting strange the whole time. He didn't make much eye contact with me and it just felt like his mind was elsewhere. He looked me in the eye more than anyone ever did normally. It was not a fun time at this beer festival. He kept walking far ahead of me and not along with me like two friends who were there together. It's a terribly lonely feeling when you're with someone, but still feel alone. We tasted some awful beer and heard a live band play some music. At some point, there was a woman, close to my age there who was serving beer and wine for people to taste. She was nice and friendly. T was doing most of the talking with her and while she was talking to someone else, he asks me if he should ask for her number. I thought that came out of left field and I didn't think the girl looked cute or good with him. I just kind of shrugged and he did ask for her number and she gave it to him! Again it seemed like he was trying to force something with a female just because she was there. I didn't see any chemistry there or a true desire to get to know her. My sixth sense could see that clearly.
I was still emotionally numb, so I didn't feel one way or the other about it at the time. I was very surprised though. I did feel like she, a complete stranger, got more attention and friendliness from him than I did that day. Later on at the festival, we ran into Amanda and she told T where Greg was since he was looking for him. T was frantically looking for Greg and at this point I figured it had to do with weed or some other drugs. At this festival, they also had rides like what a fair has. Greg was an operator for the rides and he help set them up and break them down. That was his full time gig.
I think T invited Amanda and Greg back to our place because they came over about the next day. T was outside smoking by himself when they came by. He was really adamant about smoking by himself outside when he never did that not even once before he started acting all weird. I was in the den watching tv or on my laptop or whatever when I saw them outside. Since I knew Amanda and had alreay met her a few times I assumed T would have invited them inside or told me they were there, but nope. He said nothing and they just lit a blunt and smoked it. They didn't stay long and I didn't allow smoking inside so they left. That was how I knew for sure that T was only hanging out with Greg because of weed. I was still surprised that he didn't tell me they were there. It was just odd.
Throughout all of this T and I still managed to speak to each other every single day at least once. He sort of cut me out of his life, but not completely. He was free to leave and go somewhere else, but deep down, he didn't want to. Before long T was hanging out with Eric more often again too. It wasn't like how it used to be, but Eric would come over sometimes. We would watch Game of Thrones and Rick and Morty a lot. Eric did seem to be a little less clingy with T, but not by much lol. Eric had even gotten himself a few hookups. He would be at my place scrolling on Grindr and he would show T the face pics of the guys he was interested in. It was bizarre to me that he would even want to see who Eric was interested in. I jokingly asked T if he was looking for someone to hook up with on Grindr too and he acted shocked that I would ask such a thing lol. He would ask Eric if he thought that guy was attractive as if he thought he wasn't. T swore he didn't know a handsome man from an unattractive one.
Eric never, ever believed T was anything other than a closeted straight man. He told me once in private that T told him that he went to a strip club once, but he didn't get hard. Greg laughed at that because he was sure T was gay or bi even after their falling out.
Since T was now unemployed, he was looking for work. He really wanted to live like how I lived, deep down even though he never said it out loud. I was able to sleep in and take days off whenever. He told me he was thinking about learning the electrician trade by working for an electrician. It seemed like a good idea so he found one who was hiring and he went all in. He bought the equipment he would need, brand-new work boots, a cooler, etc. I was really happy for him.
He did that for a few days until he got his first paycheck and it was shit. That day he came home early and told me the news. It was too little pay for so much hard work, working all day long for over 8 hours. He told the guy he's gonna have to find something else because the pay just wasn't good enough. I can't remember what I said, but I'm sure I gave him some encouraging words and that he'll find something better. T led me to believe that he was living on his savings. He didn't have many bills. There was his car, insurance, rent and his phone bill and that was about it. I found out by chance what it was he was doing for money.
One day Amanda, the manager from his job at the grocery store, had a get-together at her place. She and Eric were good friends before Eric met T. Eric kind of forgot about her for the most part after he met T, for the most part. I was invited to this one for the first time so I went with T there. She lived close by Eric who lived about 20 miles away from my place. My closeness with T kind of came and went whenever he felt like it. From day to day, I never knew how he would be. Around this time I felt close to him again.
We got to Amanda's place and there was just a few people there, most new to me. We just hung out and talked. We had a good time. T was engaging with me like normal again. Eric came eventually and he was being cool. He and T had already planned on doing some molly at his place after. Since I met T he smoked weed every day and told me all the other drugs he tried before. I was with him when he did LSD before and this was the first time I saw he and Eric doing Molly. I would have never tried anything other than weed and that turned out to be disastrous for me lol, but I never judged.
While at Amanda's place, Amanda brought up why T was "hanging out" with Greg all the time now. She let it out that T was selling weed to Greg! In my head I went Ah Ha! Now it made sense. The way T described his time with Greg it was like some transaction instead of two friends. For instance, T didn't know if Greg drove or had a ride or not. I asked him how could he not know that after hanging with him for weeks now. T kept this fact from me, probably because he didn't know how I would react to him selling drugs while living with me. I could see the shock on his face when Amanda brought this up.
I didn't react, but I had a lengthy conversation with myself inside my head lol. I knew there was something strange about those two, because they didn't seem much like friends in person. I figured as long as he wasn't trying to sell at my place then it was no concern of mine. He had to make some money somehow in between jobs. I didn't say anything that night, but I knew we were gonna talk about that later.
So after we left Amanda's place, we headed down the road to Eric's place. It was a nice night that night and the two of them got their molly. We just chilled outside on the front porch the whole time pretty much. T had already told me how they might be while taking it. T didn't change much at all while he was high, but Eric talked even more than usual. They were grinding their teeth some and they needed lots of water to drink. I made sure they had plenty. T was actually more friendly while he was high on that stuff lol.
We just lay on the concrete driveway and looked at the stars. T told me to come next to him as he pointed out stars and cloud formations. It was nice. At one point his heart was racing and he told me to feel it. I used to joke about his chest being flat lol, but after feeling it, it was just more broad but still muscular. I was turned on by that lol. I always had a nice chest from doing push ups ever since high school. When we weren't looking at the stars we would walk down the street and back just talking about random stuff.
Eric talked a 100 miles an hour the whole time and I had to tune him out sometimes. T was tuning him out half the time too. We played some music from our phones. T asked me to play some and I did, but before a song could finish playing Eric started playing his. That man was always competitive with me for T's attention. He always had to talk over me so I got annoyed after a while and I just kind of chilled by myself. I cannot bear a person who talks so much nonstop lol. The next day T took offense to that and said that I said "fuck these guys" and just went off by myself. I explained to him that I was sober and that I could not take all of Eric's constant rambling. It was enough to drive a sober person crazy.
We stayed up the entire night until their high came down eventually. I think they took some twice that night. Eric was willing to do anything to be around T so he was down for any drug at all. I always thought this drug made people all sexual, but I didn't see any of that from T or Eric. In a weird way I felt like this drug made T and I a little closer again sort of how we used to be. I also felt like, what has my life become hanging with two drug users like this lol? Anyway I'm gonna end part 14 right here. Thank you all for the comments. I would say that from this part of the story there is about 6 months of time left until the end.
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There is normally month gaps between each chapter just seems a bit longer this time
It's sad that I got so invested in this story...
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Part 15 Back Stories
Let me start this part of the story with a back story. Probably a year before I met T on the Whisper app, I had made a friend with a young guy who was also from Michigan. He was in his early twenties while I must have been 32 or so. We got to chatting about I don’t remember what, but the conversation veered towards our sexuality somehow. He said he was struggling with his. I told him I’m gay and we became online friends ever since. I’ll call him John. He was heavy set, White, wore glasses and he worked at an insurance company. Imagine a younger Peter Griffin.
John was a cool guy. He had a lot of emotional and physical issues. He was abused as a child, the sa kind of abuse by a family member and it really messed him up. He was constantly getting surgery for one proplem after another that he had. I did what I could to lift him up when he was feeling down. I made him laugh a lot and I think that’s what helped cheer him up a lot of times. We were both huge Family Guy fans and I had a video clip, gif or meme ready at all times during our conversations. We talked via text or Facebook most of the time.
John let me know at some point that he found me attractive, but I didn’t feel the same about him so I didn’t think anything of it. We got pretty close and we talked just about every day about everything pretty much. Eventually, we met in person once because he was going to the state next door, North Carolina, and he stopped by. He drove all the way from Michigan to pick up a new pet dog from there on his way back. He had a zoo practically with like 4 dogs already at the time plus some other small animals.
It was cool meeting him in person. It was around January or so when he came so it was kind of chilly at the time. Chilly for me being from South Carolina is like 60 degrees lol. John wanted to go to the beach so he drove us in his rental to Myrtle Beach. We just talked like we normally did via text and got some burgers from a diner there. We went to a few shops and walked along the beach for a bit. There was a pond by a dock with a bunch of catfish in it with their mouths wide open hoping to get thrown some human food thrown. In my mind, I pictured them holding a sign that said “Will suck for food.”
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I couldn’t remember if that was his first time by the ocean or not, but it was way too cold to get in the water. Myrtle Beach was about 45 minutes from my hometown so I had been there plenty of times. My first time in the ocean there was around 5 years old and I can still remember the taste of that disgusting salty water going in my mouth lol. I remember standing in the sand and it feeling like the ground was moving.
Anyway, after we wrapped up our trip I can’t remember if he stayed the night or not, but he had to get to North Carolina to pick up the new dog and I gave him a big hug before he left and he told me it was the best hug ever.
After he got back he started to act differently with me. I think he liked me a little bit too much and it was understandable. Long story short, one day he just stopped talking to me. We talked about everything under the sun, but there was this one thing that he couldn’t talk to me about so he stopped talking. I instinctively knew it was because he had feelings for me that I could not return so I gave him his space. Just like that my everyday buddy was gone.
I try to be so careful not to encourage anyone who likes me who I can’t return the feelings to, but nothing could have been done about it by this point. Fast forward a few months and then I meet T on the same app, Whisper. I told T this whole story about John one day, probably months after we were living together. I told him how John fell for me, but couldn’t tell me. I told him how they both lived not that far from each other in Michigan. He had the weirdest reaction to the story which was no reaction at all! T was the type to always respond with something, even if he wasn’t super interested in what you had to say. I guess his silence actually spoke volumes.
When T first started acting weird after he first moved in, I got the same vibes from him. There was something weighing heavily on him that he felt he could not talk to me about. I got the same vibes after he hooked up with that girl and started acting weird toward me again.
I’m gonna end this with one more backstory that’s relevant to this whole T situation. So my second year in college, I transferred to a third school because the first two were too damn expensive. I eventually graduated from this one with a degree in Nutrition and Food Management. I went for Nutrition but had to take all kinds of other bullshit classes I wasn’t interested in.
Anyway, this was the fall of 2003. I had just finished US Army basic training and AIT, which was training for my specific job in the Army Reserve. After registering for school, they connected me with my future dorm roommate’s number and they encouraged us to reach out to each other to discuss who would bring what as far as TVs, electronics, and whatnot. So we talked and decided who would bring what so we wouldn’t have 2 TVs in a tiny dorm. I’ll call him Danny. He seemed cool on the phone. I never got close to any of my past dorm roommates, but I hoped we could be friends.
So fast forward to move-in day and I had just gotten a new car, a used 1995 Infiniti J30. It was my first luxury car with leather seats and a sunroof. When I entered the room it was full of people. I spoke to everyone and asked which one was Danny. I shook his hand and told him nice to meet him or something like that. His mom and some of his friends were there helping him move in. From the moment I shook his hands he avoided eye contact with me and he was ice cold. His friends were way more friendly than he was.
My last roommate was kind of cold but this man was unimaginably cold. The ice-coldness didn’t end there either! For the next couple of days, I tried to make conversation with him, but he just wasn’t having it. He still wouldn’t look me in the eyes and he was just silent with me. He came to life only when his girlfriend or his friends were around. They all talked to me but he never did. I gave up after a few days and didn’t bother trying anymore. I gave the man nothing but friendliness from our first phone conversation so I told myself the issue is with him.
We only spoke occasionally, like to borrow a textbook that we both used or something like that. I remember him needing something simple like a stapler or something that I had, but instead of him asking me he went out in the hall and asked everyone else instead. It was insane lol. I just did not have luck with roommates, but this was unbelievable.
It wasn’t until the end of our final semester as roommates that I figured out what his problem was. I had to show him something on my computer one day and he squeezed in the seat with me and I could tell this man was attracted to me. He didn’t touch or grab me, but I could just sense it. I had an aha moment and I was floored. I said to myself, “Is that why he was ice fucking cold from the moment he saw me?
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As I said, Danny had a girlfriend who went to the same school. Sometimes I would come back to my dorm and they would both be there. I would always jingle my keys for a while before I opened the door in case they were getting intimate in there. I’m sure that’s what they wanted to do sometimes, but since he never talked to me he wouldn’t say anything so I didn’t give a fuck lol. If I had nothing to do I was in my room.
I don’t know how the hell he had some instant attraction to me, but I knew that was the case 100 %.
Now how does this relate to T? T had the exact same energy as my old roommate did, not talking to me, avoiding me, and not looking me in the eyes when he used to all the time. It was the same exact behavior. I never imagined I would be dealing with that type of energy again from a roommate and friend of my own choosing, but I was living it all over again with T. The only difference was it wasn’t constant with T. From one day to the next after I told him my feelings for him were gone I never knew which version of T I would get.
Some days he would be all friendly again and then he would get upset all over again and give me the cold shoulder once again. He put me through an emotional roller coaster.
Thanks again for reading guys. I really felt like George RR Martin with this story lately, like I had writer’s block even though I lived the story lol. I have been super busy, but I’m going to see this story through to the end!
Let me start this part of the story with a back story. Probably a year before I met T on the Whisper app, I had made a friend with a young guy who was also from Michigan. He was in his early twenties while I must have been 32 or so. We got to chatting about I don’t remember what, but the conversation veered towards our sexuality somehow. He said he was struggling with his. I told him I’m gay and we became online friends ever since. I’ll call him John. He was heavy set, White, wore glasses and he worked at an insurance company. Imagine a younger Peter Griffin.
John was a cool guy. He had a lot of emotional and physical issues. He was abused as a child, the sa kind of abuse by a family member and it really messed him up. He was constantly getting surgery for one proplem after another that he had. I did what I could to lift him up when he was feeling down. I made him laugh a lot and I think that’s what helped cheer him up a lot of times. We were both huge Family Guy fans and I had a video clip, gif or meme ready at all times during our conversations. We talked via text or Facebook most of the time.
John let me know at some point that he found me attractive, but I didn’t feel the same about him so I didn’t think anything of it. We got pretty close and we talked just about every day about everything pretty much. Eventually, we met in person once because he was going to the state next door, North Carolina, and he stopped by. He drove all the way from Michigan to pick up a new pet dog from there on his way back. He had a zoo practically with like 4 dogs already at the time plus some other small animals.
It was cool meeting him in person. It was around January or so when he came so it was kind of chilly at the time. Chilly for me being from South Carolina is like 60 degrees lol. John wanted to go to the beach so he drove us in his rental to Myrtle Beach. We just talked like we normally did via text and got some burgers from a diner there. We went to a few shops and walked along the beach for a bit. There was a pond by a dock with a bunch of catfish in it with their mouths wide open hoping to get thrown some human food thrown. In my mind, I pictured them holding a sign that said “Will suck for food.”
I couldn’t remember if that was his first time by the ocean or not, but it was way too cold to get in the water. Myrtle Beach was about 45 minutes from my hometown so I had been there plenty of times. My first time in the ocean there was around 5 years old and I can still remember the taste of that disgusting salty water going in my mouth lol. I remember standing in the sand and it feeling like the ground was moving.
Anyway, after we wrapped up our trip I can’t remember if he stayed the night or not, but he had to get to North Carolina to pick up the new dog and I gave him a big hug before he left and he told me it was the best hug ever.
After he got back he started to act differently with me. I think he liked me a little bit too much and it was understandable. Long story short, one day he just stopped talking to me. We talked about everything under the sun, but there was this one thing that he couldn’t talk to me about so he stopped talking. I instinctively knew it was because he had feelings for me that I could not return so I gave him his space. Just like that my everyday buddy was gone.
I try to be so careful not to encourage anyone who likes me who I can’t return the feelings to, but nothing could have been done about it by this point. Fast forward a few months and then I meet T on the same app, Whisper. I told T this whole story about John one day, probably months after we were living together. I told him how John fell for me, but couldn’t tell me. I told him how they both lived not that far from each other in Michigan. He had the weirdest reaction to the story which was no reaction at all! T was the type to always respond with something, even if he wasn’t super interested in what you had to say. I guess his silence actually spoke volumes.
When T first started acting weird after he first moved in, I got the same vibes from him. There was something weighing heavily on him that he felt he could not talk to me about. I got the same vibes after he hooked up with that girl and started acting weird toward me again.
I’m gonna end this with one more backstory that’s relevant to this whole T situation. So my second year in college, I transferred to a third school because the first two were too damn expensive. I eventually graduated from this one with a degree in Nutrition and Food Management. I went for Nutrition but had to take all kinds of other bullshit classes I wasn’t interested in.
Anyway, this was the fall of 2003. I had just finished US Army basic training and AIT, which was training for my specific job in the Army Reserve. After registering for school, they connected me with my future dorm roommate’s number and they encouraged us to reach out to each other to discuss who would bring what as far as TVs, electronics, and whatnot. So we talked and decided who would bring what so we wouldn’t have 2 TVs in a tiny dorm. I’ll call him Danny. He seemed cool on the phone. I never got close to any of my past dorm roommates, but I hoped we could be friends.
So fast forward to move-in day and I had just gotten a new car, a used 1995 Infiniti J30. It was my first luxury car with leather seats and a sunroof. When I entered the room it was full of people. I spoke to everyone and asked which one was Danny. I shook his hand and told him nice to meet him or something like that. His mom and some of his friends were there helping him move in. From the moment I shook his hands he avoided eye contact with me and he was ice cold. His friends were way more friendly than he was.
My last roommate was kind of cold but this man was unimaginably cold. The ice-coldness didn’t end there either! For the next couple of days, I tried to make conversation with him, but he just wasn’t having it. He still wouldn’t look me in the eyes and he was just silent with me. He came to life only when his girlfriend or his friends were around. They all talked to me but he never did. I gave up after a few days and didn’t bother trying anymore. I gave the man nothing but friendliness from our first phone conversation so I told myself the issue is with him.
We only spoke occasionally, like to borrow a textbook that we both used or something like that. I remember him needing something simple like a stapler or something that I had, but instead of him asking me he went out in the hall and asked everyone else instead. It was insane lol. I just did not have luck with roommates, but this was unbelievable.
It wasn’t until the end of our final semester as roommates that I figured out what his problem was. I had to show him something on my computer one day and he squeezed in the seat with me and I could tell this man was attracted to me. He didn’t touch or grab me, but I could just sense it. I had an aha moment and I was floored. I said to myself, “Is that why he was ice fucking cold from the moment he saw me?
As I said, Danny had a girlfriend who went to the same school. Sometimes I would come back to my dorm and they would both be there. I would always jingle my keys for a while before I opened the door in case they were getting intimate in there. I’m sure that’s what they wanted to do sometimes, but since he never talked to me he wouldn’t say anything so I didn’t give a fuck lol. If I had nothing to do I was in my room.
I don’t know how the hell he had some instant attraction to me, but I knew that was the case 100 %.
Now how does this relate to T? T had the exact same energy as my old roommate did, not talking to me, avoiding me, and not looking me in the eyes when he used to all the time. It was the same exact behavior. I never imagined I would be dealing with that type of energy again from a roommate and friend of my own choosing, but I was living it all over again with T. The only difference was it wasn’t constant with T. From one day to the next after I told him my feelings for him were gone I never knew which version of T I would get.
Some days he would be all friendly again and then he would get upset all over again and give me the cold shoulder once again. He put me through an emotional roller coaster.
Thanks again for reading guys. I really felt like George RR Martin with this story lately, like I had writer’s block even though I lived the story lol. I have been super busy, but I’m going to see this story through to the end!
Alny idea when the next update will be?Part 15 Back Stories
Let me start this part of the story with a back story. Probably a year before I met T on the Whisper app, I had made a friend with a young guy who was also from Michigan. He was in his early twenties while I must have been 32 or so. We got to chatting about I don’t remember what, but the conversation veered towards our sexuality somehow. He said he was struggling with his. I told him I’m gay and we became online friends ever since. I’ll call him John. He was heavy set, White, wore glasses and he worked at an insurance company. Imagine a younger Peter Griffin.
John was a cool guy. He had a lot of emotional and physical issues. He was abused as a child, the sa kind of abuse by a family member and it really messed him up. He was constantly getting surgery for one proplem after another that he had. I did what I could to lift him up when he was feeling down. I made him laugh a lot and I think that’s what helped cheer him up a lot of times. We were both huge Family Guy fans and I had a video clip, gif or meme ready at all times during our conversations. We talked via text or Facebook most of the time.
John let me know at some point that he found me attractive, but I didn’t feel the same about him so I didn’t think anything of it. We got pretty close and we talked just about every day about everything pretty much. Eventually, we met in person once because he was going to the state next door, North Carolina, and he stopped by. He drove all the way from Michigan to pick up a new pet dog from there on his way back. He had a zoo practically with like 4 dogs already at the time plus some other small animals.
It was cool meeting him in person. It was around January or so when he came so it was kind of chilly at the time. Chilly for me being from South Carolina is like 60 degrees lol. John wanted to go to the beach so he drove us in his rental to Myrtle Beach. We just talked like we normally did via text and got some burgers from a diner there. We went to a few shops and walked along the beach for a bit. There was a pond by a dock with a bunch of catfish in it with their mouths wide open hoping to get thrown some human food thrown. In my mind, I pictured them holding a sign that said “Will suck for food.”. The way they were opening and closing their mouths wide open like that was too much haha![32.png]()
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I couldn’t remember if that was his first time by the ocean or not, but it was way too cold to get in the water. Myrtle Beach was about 45 minutes from my hometown so I had been there plenty of times. My first time in the ocean there was around 5 years old and I can still remember the taste of that disgusting salty water going in my mouth lol. I remember standing in the sand and it feeling like the ground was moving.
Anyway, after we wrapped up our trip I can’t remember if he stayed the night or not, but he had to get to North Carolina to pick up the new dog and I gave him a big hug before he left and he told me it was the best hug ever.
After he got back he started to act differently with me. I think he liked me a little bit too much and it was understandable. Long story short, one day he just stopped talking to me. We talked about everything under the sun, but there was this one thing that he couldn’t talk to me about so he stopped talking. I instinctively knew it was because he had feelings for me that I could not return so I gave him his space. Just like that my everyday buddy was gone.
I try to be so careful not to encourage anyone who likes me who I can’t return the feelings to, but nothing could have been done about it by this point. Fast forward a few months and then I meet T on the same app, Whisper. I told T this whole story about John one day, probably months after we were living together. I told him how John fell for me, but couldn’t tell me. I told him how they both lived not that far from each other in Michigan. He had the weirdest reaction to the story which was no reaction at all! T was the type to always respond with something, even if he wasn’t super interested in what you had to say. I guess his silence actually spoke volumes.
When T first started acting weird after he first moved in, I got the same vibes from him. There was something weighing heavily on him that he felt he could not talk to me about. I got the same vibes after he hooked up with that girl and started acting weird toward me again.
I’m gonna end this with one more backstory that’s relevant to this whole T situation. So my second year in college, I transferred to a third school because the first two were too damn expensive. I eventually graduated from this one with a degree in Nutrition and Food Management. I went for Nutrition but had to take all kinds of other bullshit classes I wasn’t interested in.
Anyway, this was the fall of 2003. I had just finished US Army basic training and AIT, which was training for my specific job in the Army Reserve. After registering for school, they connected me with my future dorm roommate’s number and they encouraged us to reach out to each other to discuss who would bring what as far as TVs, electronics, and whatnot. So we talked and decided who would bring what so we wouldn’t have 2 TVs in a tiny dorm. I’ll call him Danny. He seemed cool on the phone. I never got close to any of my past dorm roommates, but I hoped we could be friends.
So fast forward to move-in day and I had just gotten a new car, a used 1995 Infiniti J30. It was my first luxury car with leather seats and a sunroof. When I entered the room it was full of people. I spoke to everyone and asked which one was Danny. I shook his hand and told him nice to meet him or something like that. His mom and some of his friends were there helping him move in. From the moment I shook his hands he avoided eye contact with me and he was ice cold. His friends were way more friendly than he was.
My last roommate was kind of cold but this man was unimaginably cold. The ice-coldness didn’t end there either! For the next couple of days, I tried to make conversation with him, but he just wasn’t having it. He still wouldn’t look me in the eyes and he was just silent with me. He came to life only when his girlfriend or his friends were around. They all talked to me but he never did. I gave up after a few days and didn’t bother trying anymore. I gave the man nothing but friendliness from our first phone conversation so I told myself the issue is with him.
We only spoke occasionally, like to borrow a textbook that we both used or something like that. I remember him needing something simple like a stapler or something that I had, but instead of him asking me he went out in the hall and asked everyone else instead. It was insane lol. I just did not have luck with roommates, but this was unbelievable.
It wasn’t until the end of our final semester as roommates that I figured out what his problem was. I had to show him something on my computer one day and he squeezed in the seat with me and I could tell this man was attracted to me. He didn’t touch or grab me, but I could just sense it. I had an aha moment and I was floored. I said to myself, “Is that why he was ice fucking cold from the moment he saw me?![32.png]()
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As I said, Danny had a girlfriend who went to the same school. Sometimes I would come back to my dorm and they would both be there. I would always jingle my keys for a while before I opened the door in case they were getting intimate in there. I’m sure that’s what they wanted to do sometimes, but since he never talked to me he wouldn’t say anything so I didn’t give a fuck lol. If I had nothing to do I was in my room.
I don’t know how the hell he had some instant attraction to me, but I knew that was the case 100 %.
Now how does this relate to T? T had the exact same energy as my old roommate did, not talking to me, avoiding me, and not looking me in the eyes when he used to all the time. It was the same exact behavior. I never imagined I would be dealing with that type of energy again from a roommate and friend of my own choosing, but I was living it all over again with T. The only difference was it wasn’t constant with T. From one day to the next after I told him my feelings for him were gone I never knew which version of T I would get.
Some days he would be all friendly again and then he would get upset all over again and give me the cold shoulder once again. He put me through an emotional roller coaster.
Thanks again for reading guys. I really felt like George RR Martin with this story lately, like I had writer’s block even though I lived the story lol. I have been super busy, but I’m going to see this story through to the end!
