New Roommate 6_(1)

The tension between Nate and I had grown over the past few weeks, to the point that Kevin and Paul both struggled to to talk to us when we are in a room together. It was getting to a piont where I didnt feel comfortable in my own home and me and Nate not talking unless we had too, was making everything awkward and I was getting tired of all this.
After Nate had left for his shift at the pub, I pulled Kevin and Paul to one side so i could talk to them. “Guys, we need to talk. I am so sorry about this hole situation, and I’m sorry that it has dragged out this far, and so you guys know Im looking for a new place to live.” I say feeling slightly realived.
“No you are not moving out Rox, you are part of this family, and to be honest, things would be strange with out you.” Paul says.
“Im sorry Paul, but I have to go, it is just so awkward between Nate and I, and I feel so confused about the hole situation. And I have tried to talk to him, But he won’t listen. It’s my fault this all happened, so I am going to fix it.” I say opening a bottle of water.
“Well you are wrong, it is completely Nates fault. you have been through so much and he knew that, and yet he still acts like a douche bag towards you” Kevin says
“Thank you guys for all the kind words, but I am not staying here to be alienated by Nate, and I am not breaking your friendship up, so until I find a new place I am going to stay somewhere else.” I left before they could get any words in and try to change my mind. I picked up my duffel bag and left the flat. For awhile, I just drove around town, to clear my head. I had absolutly no where to go. So not wanting to be a burden on anyone else, I ended up at my garage. I sat on my bike for awhile, not knowing what to do, feeling upset too sleep, I looked around and noticed an old bike cover in the far corner. removing the dusty sheet there was a battered, dusty old Suzuki GSX750 (1997-2002). I pulled it into the middle of the room and desided it was time for some TLC. I went to my bech picked up my tool box and set to work.
It was like this for a few days, work through the day, and the odd shifts and the Minx, and all the evening spent work on my bike.