ChaseRose

Breaking Quincy - Relocating Of course people stared. I expected nothing less as Asher and I walked into the locker room, hands grasped tight, fingers interlocked. I looked over at my tall, muscular blond boyfriend. This must be so hard for him, being so public with out relationship. I wasn't sure if he was ready for this step yet, but I was sure of one thing: He loved me and was willing to do anything to keep me. In the past week, Asher's really stepped up to th

Breaking Quincy : Awakening We sat side by side on the couch, watching some old Friends reruns. It was late in the evening, about 1 am. Parker's mother wouldn't be home for another two hours. His arm was around my shoulders and I snuggled up to his side. The comfort was much needed. I felt safe and relaxed, and for a moment, I was too busy chucking at Monica and Rachel's onscreen antics to think about my father's disapproval. Parker, through out t

Breaking Quincy : Confusing The wind tickled my cheek, and I hugged my coat around me tighter. My mind was racing. I kept picturing Sasha leaning in, trying to kiss my Asher. What would he have done, really, if I hadn't've interrupted? Would he have kissed her back? More? The thought chilled me more than the breeze, and I picked up my pace. At first, I didn't hear the leafs crunching behind me. I was so busy trying not to think about Asher and Sasha that I nearly

Breaking Quincy : Shattering There were splotches of white light. A distinct ringing in my ear. Pain jolting through my head. I reached out, groping in front of me. What had happened? In my daze, I tried my best to recall everything. I had passed out. Asher was on the flo- ASHER! I sat up violently, only to fall right back down on the bed, blood pressure dropping and making me dizzy. "Easy, champ," I heard the familiar voice say. Asher sat on a chair by my bed, hi

Breaking Quincy:: Encountering "Jesus Christ, Asher…" I shoved the blond back, my body trembling with desire. The hot pan in front of me sizzled away, the chicken cooking perfectly in lemon juice, rosemary, and olive oil. The outsides were nice and white, but I could tell the insides needed a bit longer. Asher pouted in his sexy way, leaning against the counter, arms folded over his chest. "Well! I'd stop if you didn't look so fucking cute in that apron…" I scoffe

Breaking Quincy :: Protecting My name in Asher Ryans, and I am currently loosing my mind. Quincy was the lucky one, really. He was also so adorable, so sure of himself it seemed. He didn't even have to try- they basically had to beg him to be on varsity. And here I was, working my ass off for Junior Varsity. And now this! He seemed to accepting his feelings- his homosexual feelings- so easily! Didn't he understand?

Breaking Quincy: Finally Touching I could feel the pounding in my chest as my heart hammered away relentlessly. I brought my knees to my chest, curled up on Asher's bed. I was wearing his oversized XXL tee shirt, soft blue cotton that felt like a blanket over my skin. The night had been nice; we had stayed up late watching movies and laughing. Like old times. It was nice to be able to be his friend again. There was tension, though. Every time our knees bumped or h

Breaking Quincy: Realizing My name is Quincy Kat, and to say I'm in agony would be a vast understatement. Asher had kept his word, just as he always had. Over the weekend, I clung to my phone, praying for the call or text that never came. Whenever him and I were on AIM or Facebook together, I'd burn holes in the screen, staring at his name, begging for the little pop! sound of him messaging me. It was Monday afternoon, now. Asher had made a clear poi

Breaking Quincy Touching The sun kissed my cheeks, and I squirmed in bed, stuck in that pre-awake haze. Slowly, the events of last night seeped their way into my consciousness. I startled, my eyes shooting open. Where was Asher?! The blond boy was no longer at my side. I sat up, looking around the room. Asher was still asleep, fully dressed on the floor, without any blankets or pillows. I hadn't felt him get out of bed last night. He must have woken up, found me curled

Breaking Quincy Giving In "Light Butter? You watching your figure, Quincy?" I felt the jab at Asher's words. He was, as he had always been, bigger than I was. His muscles were cut beautiful, strong and perfect, his shoulders broad and abs chiseled. "Maybe you should start watching yours. You might be able to join me on Varsity." I smirked, popping a piece of popcorn into my mouth. I was thinner, true, but I was also faster in the pool, a fact I often threw at Asher if I f

Breaking Quincy Beginning “God damn it, Quincy!” I heard Asher shout after me. I was faster, though. I had always been faster than Asher, even in the pool. This was a source of much tension between us. He had been my best friend since grade school, but now I was on Varsity, swimming the 200 IM while he was still on JV, swimming in a relay. I sped around the corner and into the locker room, hurtling myself into the bathroom stall and locki

Four high school boys. One common thread.