Breeze (The Mighty Queertet: Story 3)

Chapter 12: Breath of Fresh Air by Victory Thru Tears

Guy’s POV
For once, all is quiet. There’s still the uneasy tension hanging in the air, but it’s easier to overlook now.

We’re seated around the breakfast table. Julie is on one side of me, and Fulton is on the other. Adam is in between Julie and Maya, who is next to Taz. On Taz’s other side is Charlie. The rest of the circle finishes with Portman in between Fulton and Charlie.

Four happy couples. Well, two happy couples, one almost couple, and… Adam and Charlie.

Fulton and Portman were making a lot of noise in their room last night. I really don’t want to know what they were doing. All of the rooms are adjoining, and I heard the girls go and check on them. They came back giggling, so I figured it wasn’t a big deal, and the Bash Brothers were ok.

It was just Adam and I in our room again last night. Charlie spent the night on the couch by himself. Taz was sleeping in the girls’ room for the first time since we’ve been here. Before I went to sleep I heard her yell (at the top of her voice, of course) “It’s humongous!”

Taz and Maya have made up. Thank whatever people are worshipping these days. They spent four hours in their room talking, and came out to get a little snack before going to bed. None of us have any idea what went on in that room, but from the little kisses Maya kept giving Taz, who wouldn’t let go of Maya’s waist, we figure that they are as close as ever.

Adam and Charlie, however…

Who can miss the hurt looks Charlie keeps giving him, and the way Adam averts his eyes every time? I don’t know what’s going on, and I don’t want to stick my nose into business that isn’t mine.

Julie and Maya start to clear away the dishes from the table, and Fulton offers to wash them.

“Are you sure, Fulton? Because that can be hell for your nails,” Maya teases.

“I think I can live.” He grins.

We all pitch in to the cleaning, and the Bash Brothers start to wash. Portman turns the radio on and actually starts dancing as some old song comes on.

If you had told me at the beginning of the year that I would be at a house with four gay guys, two lesbians, and Julie, I would probably have called for the men in white coats to come get you. But now it’s just normal. Still a little surreal, but normal in its own way.

Maya giggles as Taz whispers something in her ear.

“We’re going swimming!” they announce as they bound off together towards their room.

“I think I’m going to go for a walk,” Adam says, putting his hands in his pocket.

“I’ll come with you!” Charlie offers hopefully.

Adam shakes his head, but I know Charlie won’t take no for an answer. He waits until Adam has left the house before bolting off to put his shoes on.

“Hey, you want to go for a walk too?” Julie asks. “Far away from Adam and Charlie, though.”

“Yeah, that’d be great.” I take her hand, and we leave the house.

The scenery around this part of the lake is great. I have no idea what the lake is called, but it’s really big. I’ll have to look into it. There are huge rocks right by the house, which I’ve been meaning to climb for the past three days. Julie seems to have read my mind, and she climbs up to sit on one of the taller ones. I follow. I open my mouth to speak as I sit down next to her, but she puts her finger to her lips in an attempt to shush me. She nods her head to the left, and I look over to see Charlie approaching Adam, who is sitting on the sand below us.

“Didn’t I tell you not to come?” Adam asks, clearly irritated.

“Come on, Banksie. You didn’t mean it.” Charlie takes a seat next to him.

“If I didn’t, then why am I leaving?” He gets up, ready to walk off. Charlie grabs his hand and stops him.

“Adam, stay. We need to talk.”

“I don’t want to talk! I’m sick of seeing you, hearing you, and just being around you!”

Charlie looks hurt. “Why?”

“Because you only come to me when there’s nowhere else to go. Oh, no, I take that back. You only come to me when Taz isn’t around!” Adam says bitterly.

“That is not true. And you can’t blame me for trying to be Taz’s friend… she needed me!”

“Not before yesterday. What about the last four months, when you hadn’t a clue about her problems? Why were you still always around her then?”

“We’re just friends. Don’t do this… you know that I love you.”

“Stop trying to fucking sweet talk me, I’m sick of you acting like I’m going to just forget everything that I’m feeling and thinking at the drop of a hat!”

Charlie gets up and stands face to face with Adam. “Come on, just stop arguing. I’ve had enough of it. I want to spend the next week in peace with my boyfriend.”

He tilts Adam’s face towards him and their lips meet. Charlie winds his arms around Adam, pulling him closer.

I realize that we shouldn’t be watching this. But before I can look away, Adam pushes Charlie, knocking him over. He mumbles something in a high-pitched voice, and I can see the tears on his face as he runs towards the house. Charlie sits on the sand with a bewildered look on his face. I didn’t know Adam was that strong, and I don’t think he did either.

Julie touches my arm, and I sit back in my spot next to her. We’re both silent for a few minutes, unsure of what to think of what we just saw.

“It’s sad, actually,” she says quietly. “They were so happy together. You could see it at practices and stuff, even when Connie was giving them hell.”

“What do you think happened?” I wonder. “I mean, it can’t be just Taz and Maya, no third party could do that to a relationship.”

“People change, so do feelings.” Julie says thoughtfully.

I look at her for a moment. She looks beautiful. Alright, Germaine… time to put aside the fear and confusion that you’re feeling, and just go with your heart.

I lean over and kiss her on the lips. She makes a sighing noise, and I chuckle to myself. We quickly break apart when we hear snorting behind us. Portman grins and applauds softly.

“Well Cat Lady, at least now you don’t have to tell me any of the details!” He laughs again, and walks off, leaving us alone.

I look at Julie, an amused look on my face. She blushes, and opens her mouth to speak.

“We were talking the other night, and I told him I would—”

I cut her off by kissing her again.

Just because everyone else has problems that they have to be dealing with doesn’t mean that Julie and I can’t have our own moments. I think I’ve just proven that.

The Girl, Official stalker of Carla, Tangible Muse and Bod Who Generally Fixes the Mean Nasty Coding That Makes Carla Cry (After Having Broken It In The First Place)

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