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Chapter 8: The Beach
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2026-07-09 01:25:36
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Breath Without Me Chapter 10: Tris
Tristan's POVMy head throbbed as I opened my eyes. I reached up to grab my head, but paused when I saw an IV in the back of my right hand. I looked around and found I was in a hospital room, and Walker was in the chair beside me. Relief flooded me at the sight of him, but it also made warmth spread through my chest.I don't know why seeing him sitting there made my heart beat the way it did, or why it made my stomach flutter.He's sleeping with his head leaned back against the chair, and his lips closed, as if even in his sleep, he can't relax. I stare at him until I hear someone yawn from the other side of the room. I lift my head, look down, and I'm surprised to find the whole crew is here.Jason lay on the floor with a pillow and blanket, while the others sat in a chair. Everyone was asleep except Derek and Alex. They both stood when they saw me looking at them. “Hey, how are you feeling?” Alex asked as he approached.“Like my head is in a vise and someone is cranking it, trying
Breath Without Me Chapter 6: Him
Walker's POVI feel sick to my stomach knowing everything he's been through, and now he's hurt again because of my negligence. Those kids didn't even know him, but his father?... How could a father hurt their child? How could his father leave scars on him like the ones I just saw? How could a father kick their child out at 17? Just throw them out into the world with no way to care for themselves.The thought enraged me. It makes me want to track his father down and kill him slowly. Unfortunately, that would probably make it worse. All that would do is hurt him…Him… I first saw him in town while I was getting gas. He walked out of the alley behind the shops, rubbing his eyes as though he had just woken up. I tried pulling my eyes away, but I couldn't. For some reason, I was drawn to him. His hair looked dirty, and so did his clothes, but his face was surprisingly clean. He was thin… too thin. I watched him wander around, even after my tank was full. I couldn't even replace the nozz
Breath Without Me Chapter 8: The Beach
When we got to the beach, the crew was already there, and I was both excited and nervous. I’m excited because I discovered I love the beach, but I'm nervous because I'm finally ready to wear my new swim shorts in front of everyone. Yes, everyone knows I'm gay, but no one has seen me dress like I am. Well, except Walker. I didn't like the swim shorts I originally had. They weren't comfortable, and I didn't feel like myself while wearing them. It took a while to find something I liked. Something that was more me, and when I did, I bought every color they had. They're not like the ones I usually see guys wearing, the kind that are loose, baggy, and hang down to your knees. These are different; they're short. Very short. They stop just below my butt cheeks, and are tight, showing off my butt. They're colorful and have a little slit on the sides that shows a little more skin, and makes me feel pretty. They're more feminine, more me. As I walk toward everyone, they say hi, and no one b
Breath Without Me Chapter 7: Light-Blue Lace Panties
The last month has flown by. I can't recall a time in my life when there was always something to do, like there is now. When I was homeless, the only thing I had to do was try to stay alive: find food and a place to sleep. But now things are different. Life isn't just moving around me; I'm finally moving with it. It took us a week and a half to finish the studio apartment above his garage. Everything in there is new: the cabinets, sink, floors, everything. He gutted the place. Even the paint on the walls and ceiling is new. I thought I would have to furnish it myself, and I had every intention of doing that, but Walker insisted on doing it. He wanted me to save my money. I was surprised when he took me along and let me pick everything out. I wasn't expecting that, especially since he was the one paying for it.It was nice sleeping in that little room in his house, but there's something about having your own place. Especially this place. I've never felt so at home before. I've neve
Breath Without Me Chapter 6: A Place to Stay
I watched Walker do the dishes after breakfast. He wouldn't let me lift a finger to help. He worked quietly and efficiently; he barely had to look to see where his hands grabbed and placed the dishes. Like he had done it a million times, and perhaps he has. When he was done, he gave me the grand tour of the house. It's an old farmhouse he updated while keeping much of its original charm. The kitchen is small compared to most, tucked at the back of the house. The kitchen was updated with knotty-wood butcher-block countertops and light-gray cabinets with copper handles. The sink is my favorite. A deep porcelain double-wide farmhouse sink with a beautiful rustic copper faucet.The back door is to the left of the kitchen and opens to the driveway. A large window overlooked a big, beautiful backyard. At the end of the yard was a hayfield that stretched on as far as I could see. Walker said it belongs to the neighbors behind him. Aside from the kitchen, the first floor has a living room,
Breath Without Me Chapter 5: A Storm
I've been sleeping under a large oak tree at the end of the field behind the diner. No one ever comes back here. It's quiet and peaceful. Because of that, I've been able to make my spot into something like a home. Well, as much as one can outside under an old oak tree. I bought a sleeping bag, a lantern, and a few other odds and ends. I was thinking about buying a tent when I go into town to do my laundry tomorrow morning, and maybe another pair of swimming trunks since I've been going to the beach on the weekends with Walker and the crew. The season has been dry, so a tent hasn't been dire, but I know my luck will run out sooner or later, which is why I planned to buy one tomorrow… Unfortunately, my luck ran out tonight. I didn't know a storm would be coming through in the middle of the night. I was rudely awakened by the loud crack of thunder, and my face was getting wet. Thankfully, my sleeping bag is waterproof. I grabbed the book I was reading before I fell asleep, and pulled
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