Molly was gone. In a ‘fuck the world’ kind of way, it was almost freeing. I took a deep breath and squeezed my eyes shut, not daring to look at her any longer from here on out. Even if this was all a ruse and Molly knew, even if Sleeping Molly was actually just a devious Molly too afraid to tell me, I couldn’t face reality in front of Chris. Whatever the case was, it was probably for the best we weren’t talking. There was only one more person it could have been. Seeing Molly happy without me had that effect on me, jackass that I was. I’m him. …Okay, sure! Molly lost. ***
When I first came over, Holly peppered me with questions. “I get it. I’m worse than him. Am I going to have to move?”
Chris sighed. It was after finals, yet again. Which I was. I glanced around the park again. That’s the long and short of it. I shook my head and refocused on Jaws. Before she was happy with a simple t-shirt and jeans combination, now she was seemingly experimenting with her comfort. So I hid the feelings, but after that whole incident where we saw each other… y’know… naked… I just thought there was something.
