If I Stay Gayle Forman の小説・ストーリー

Like it’s unthinkable. I force myself to chuckle because that’s what’s expected of me, and I discretely dump my cereal down the drain once she goes back to her eggs. I feel winded, like what she said took physical form and punched me right in the stomach with the painful reminded that I can’t be- That I’m not gay, I correct myself. I can’t leave this house soon enough. -

Gael Of all the things I've ever done in my life, only two were the hardest for me. One of them was bringing Ivy Dixon into my house and then taking her to my bed. Making love to this woman by suffocating the feelings inside me that couldn't be suffocated, because no matter how much I wanted to kill them, destroy them, they simply grew stronger and survived any battle of mine. The second one, well, I'll do that now. I think, getting into the car and Clarck immediately starts the engine, heading straight for my house, or for the worst part of my destiny, because exactly today I will let the only person who has managed to penetrate my heart go. I know I'll be tormented by loneliness, but Paul

“Fine. I’ll leave the cooking to the men in the house.” “Thank you,” Jimmy said to his sister. I gave Jimmy the baking instructions, and set the timer for him so all he’d have to do is take the chicken out. Then, I went to my room to shift into a wolf. Werewolves aren’t anything like what you read about online or in classic literature. We stay our selves, just change into a wolf whenever we feel like it. I exited my room, and Jimmy opened the apartment door for me. Gayl University and the town of Gayl are places where werewolves can be as open and free as they wish. It’s relaxing knowing I could shift anytime or anywhere, and nobody would bat an eyelash.

Ethan’s POV I watched Gayle sleeping in the front seat beside me, so peaceful. I admired and loved her more after what happened today. She is a strong woman with a kind heart. I smiled to myself; I’m a lucky man to have her. Klaress and Gayle, my two passengers were sleeping peacefully when we arrived at the penthouse. “Hey,” I said and caressed Gayle’s face. “We’re here.” She woke up and rubbed her eyes. “I’m sorry I slept.” She said.

Today is 23/9/2024. I know it's been long since my diary has been updated. But I had to record this important landmark of my life, and I thought I couldn't tell anyone than to save it in my diary. So diary, this a brief story of how I became gay that I haven't recorded here. It happen only a few months ago so I’m still trying to get use to being attracted to dicks and balls. But one thing is for sure, that I guess I have talked about before which — I love cocks. Up until I moved to Springfield, I have always had women and never thought I would turn to the other side.

After having come out as gay, I lost many of my friends and I was finally starting to gain some new ones. I was 21 and I felt like I had the word ahead of me. Living in the south I had always hunted and I had recently joined a new hunting club and met a friend there named Billy. Billy was a larger guy very woods type longer hair bigger gut, a married man with a passion for hunting. We just seemed to click not sure why we had a 12 year age difference but we were friends .

I’m also bisexual but never told a soul. While I was out of town, I let Elijah borrow my MacBook MagSafe charger. I was taking a semester off and rarely used it. A month later it was time to register for classes and my laptop was dead. Elijah was at work so I went into his room looking for the charger. I careful searched as to not make it look like the FBI was looking for the Watergate tapes in there. In his desk I came across what appeared to be a diary. I’m an asshole sometimes I admit. So what did I do? I opened it and read parts of it. Turns out my “straight” roommate has homosexual thoughts and fantasies he has been fighting.

"It's okay to feel that way, you know. It's a huge thing to lose so much of yourself." "I know, I know. It's just… frustrating. I feel like I'm living someone else's life, wearing someone else's skin." Gayle stood up and walked over to the window, gazing out at the twinkling lights of Oslo. "Maybe," she said thoughtfully, "you're not living someone else's life. Maybe you're just… writing a new chapter on your own." I scoffed. "Easy for you to say, Princess. You haven't forgotten your entire past."

By Nùel ĺa STACEY POV I keep smiling to myself ever since I returned from work . The scene of what happened in the mansion keep replaying on my head. I blush like a high school girl who got her first kiss as I play with my hair. I can't wait to see his face this morning when he realizes what I have done. I smiles as I hummed one Alex latest song. Lately I started finding his songs Interesting. " babbby I do deserve another chance " I apply lips gloss as I hummed.

It was someone unexpected—Gael. In the late night, Yanni's voice was slightly hoarse. "We need to talk about a deal, Gael." Gael wasn't a fool. Judging from the woman's hoarse voice, he could tell that she had just had hard sex with a man. He felt a mix of bitterness and discomfort, and he was unable to resist being sarcastic. "Are you mistaken, Yanni? You just had sex with Keaton, and now you're trying to laugh at my expense. What is this? Are you flaunting your achievements to your ex-husband?"