LOGINShare
A whiff of his position.
Last Updated:
2024-11-30 20:28:21
Related chapters
Break The Ice Lead Me On
TRISTAN Watching the coach lead Myles out of the rink, I sat there, hands buried in my pockets, finally understanding why he was the one kicked off the team. That had been the worst game I’d ever seen. It couldn’t just be nerves—what the hell was he doing out there? Maybe he’d made the right call, giving up the deal. Even if he made it to D-day, he wouldn’t have stood a chance. Jade had gone quiet, her face a mix of worry and confusion as she scanned the rink, muttering something to Leo and Natalie. Well, that was that. I sighed, standing up. My guilt faded, replaced with a hollow sense of vindication. So much for stealing his position—*his fucking position.* But just as I turned toward the exit, he slid back onto the rink, cutting through the ice like a wrecking ball. I froze mid-step, blinking. It was so smooth I had to double-check to see if it wasn’t someone else. But no, it was him—Myles—gliding around his team with a swagger that was impossible to ignore. I dropped ba
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice Failed Project
MYLES The next week came fast. The high of the match temporarily forgotten as everyone worked in a frenzy finalizing their project and thankfully I didn't have much to do for surprisingly Natalie and Leo had a actually worked together and cleared it up."Wow." I mumbled, looking up at them standing proudly before me, i felt a pang of shame, "So what am I going to do?"The seemed puzzled at my question, looking at each other before Nat shakes her head, "Nothing."I blinked unsure if I heard right. "Nothing?"She nods again. "Yes nothing. All you have to do is go home, get some beauty sleep, and come back tomorrow looking like a million box."Leo nodded in agreement. With the guilt that I let them do all the work, I don't argue. They didn't expect me to, turning away and talking amongst them like I wasn't there.The last thing I expected to see happen was watching Leo and Jade, two polar opposites work so peacefully together without their opinions competing to override the others.But
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice Bubble Wrap
I saw Natalie’s jaw clench, her hardened gaze locked on the smug figure at the far end of the room. The murmurs continued, some fragments I could catch, most I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear.“Come on…” George said, the smile on his lips not quite reaching his eyes. “Don’t be shy.”From behind, Leo held Natalie’s arm. “Let’s leave. We’re done here.” But even as he said it, he seemed to know it was a lost cause, for that little grin was already playing on Natalie’s face.She raised her chin in that way that shifted the air in the room. I heard Leo murmur, “Shit.”“You just can’t wrap your head around it, right?” Natalie said, a tinge of laughter in her voice. The room went silent as she stepped forward. “It’s not really hard to understand, George—why I would rather not continue being with a fool.”There went the ooohs and the murmurs rising to the ceiling. George’s hands clenched into fists, and the science teacher pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.George let out a chuckle—t
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Break The Ice Why¿
TRISTANIt all happens in a whirlwind: the quiet probing of hundreds of eyes, the burning rage as my fists got wet, the stilling aftermath—and finally...here he was. Reachable, warm, and goddamn relieving. I knew I couldn't be gentle, no matter how hard I tried, but this roughness... it was different. It reeked of fear.The fear that if I just took my hands off him, he'd leave. I pulled tighter. It would be the last time I'd ever see him.But he let me... following the sway of my tongue, holding onto it like a lifeline. Why did he let me? What was this feeling? If my chest got any heavier, I was going to die. Where was the ache in my skull?"Oomph... Tris..." His fingers softly pressed against my chest as if to push me away, but it didn't. The pressure dissipated and lay docile instead.Myles...Pathetic! the voices in my head growled. WHAT HAVE YOU BECOME?!But it wasn't loud. Every little sound emitting from his lips made their roars sound like breezes instead. Ha... Myles.Then, he
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Break The Ice Why¿ (2)
After that confession, we remained in my room. I was now shirtless, still on the bed, while Victoria lounged on my couch and Mel sat beside her, holding her arm down. Why? "You did what?!" She screeched, and when I said nothing, she lunged for me, fingers stretched out, scrambling to reach me as Mel held her back. "Let me fucking be!" I made no move, not even to throw her out of the room, because at that moment, I couldn't find the will to stare her down. Now she glared at me, opened her mouth to say something, then shut it, narrowing her gaze at the wall. So much for telling her, huh? Nothing had changed except maybe her rage and the silence that filled the room. "You're despicable." Mel broke the silence with a groan, leaving a still simmering Victoria. She sat beside me, space hoarding as her knees were wide open. "But unlike my mistress, I'm here to help." A mock smirk appeared at the corner of my lips. I'd never get used to her calling the pest that. She caught the grin, th
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Break The Ice Apologies¿
I stared, frozen at the door, at his forehead pressed against the wood, dark hair hiding half his face. It was him. It was him, alright. But Tristan… Tristan would never apologize to me. So what was this?“I know,” he said, his voice low. “It doesn’t matter if it was a mistake or if it wasn’t your mother’s calls. I shouldn’t have been doing that in the first place.”My grip on the door slackened, my thoughts going quiet. What was he doing?As if sensing the shift, he pushed himself off the wall, standing before me. He shoved his hands into his pockets, looking up at me while I still hadn’t found my words.“I’m not usually like this,” he continued, his eyes searching mine. “But since you ask why, I guess I have to say something.” He dropped his gaze to the floor. “Watching you that day, I realized I did steal your position. So… I gave it back. It was never mine in the first place.”I pushed the door wide open and stepped aside.He glanced at the open doorway, then back at me. I turned
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Break The Ice Shadows Lurking
JADE'The number you're trying to call is switched off, please try again later...'I turned to my side on the bed, the covers up to my chin, staring at the blank screen of my phone.Another weekend, and once again, Myles wasn’t picking up. Which meant one thing—Tristan.I had given up trying to understand why Tristan got to him like that. Ever since the project day, when Tristan sent George to the hospital for making a move on Myles, things had been a mess.Did Myles hate him or not? Should I wish Tristan death or not? The thoughts clawed at my head so badly it was hard to concentrate. It didn’t help that Myles had been scarce ever since the coach made it his mission to ensure Myles was more than ready.Why did Tristan leave the team? Why let Myles stand in his place? So many questions swirled in my head, and not even that fucking Eros wanted to help.Urgh.I’d cornered him once, pushing a black parcel into his locker. He turned, his eyes falling on me with my arms akimbo. He shut the
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Break The Ice Messy Nights
JADE "Jade, it's me, Eros... Shh, don't make a noise." I stood there with my back pressed to his pounding chest while the crashing continued in the sitting room. My body relaxed, almost fainting, but then I saw the gleaming muzzle of a pistol in his hand. My body went rigid, and my heart sank. "You really saw him get in here?" A voice bellowed from the sitting room. "If he's on the run, you think he'd just dive into some house?" "I know I saw him scale the barbed fence," another frustrated voice responded, followed by something heavy being pushed. "O penso." "Oh now, you fucking think? This is what the boss means when he says you're getting in over your head, silver. Now you ruined the fucking place!" With his grip still tightened on me, Eros pulled back until we were hidden behind my thick dark curtains. Just two seconds later, my room door slammed open, accompanied by a snap. "We wouldn’t be fucking here if you had just kept your mouth shut and aimed right." My body stiffened
Last Updated : 2024-12-11
Latest chapter
Break The Ice Interlude
**A MONTH LATER** **JADE** "Good evening, students, parents, teachers, and anyone who accidentally wandered in thinking this was a free event with snacks," the principal began his speech with a playful smirk. The audience roared with laughter. Everyone except the three of us—Natalie, Leo, and me. I gave Leo a reassuring smirk. He was going to come. But the more I did that, the more I knew I was lying to myself. It had been a month since we'd last seen him, since that final day at the hospital. I had no clue if he was coming today. When we spoke last night on his new number, his answers had been vague. It was graduation. I never imagined our graduation would feel like this—just plain. Others looked like they were having fun, but maybe, if we could just believe Myles when he said he was alright, then maybe—just maybe—we could have fun too. "Today, we gather to celebrate the Class of 2010—a class so brilliant, so resilient, and so determined that even senioritis couldn’t
Break The Ice Betrayal
TRISTAN"Myles is awake," my uncle announced as soon as I slid into the car, the words falling from his lips like a storm. "He's been awake for two days."I turned to him, disbelief clouding my thoughts. The weight of his words sank in slowly, dawning slowly across my mind. "Two days?" I echoed, my voice disbelieving. "Jade said...""Jade lied," my uncle cut me off, his voice cool, almost amused. "He told her to lie to you. Now, why would he do that?" His gaze flicked to me for a moment, his eyes narrowing, as if searching for something deeper. "Could it be... that Myles doesn’t want to see you, Tristan?"I froze, my heart stumbling in my chest. Nico was testing me, prodding at my wounds just to see how I'd react. He could be lying, weaving his own twisted version of the truth, just to make me squirm. But then again... what if he wasn't lying? My uncle was never a liar. He wouldn't do that to me. The way Jade had sounded when we spoke yesterday... something had been off. But Myles w
Break The Ice Sacrifices¿
TRISTAN I hadn’t played in the next match. I stayed in the locker room, waiting for it all to be over. And when it finally was—Sharks winning with points—Coach Daniel walked in and sat beside me. “I’m sorry I made you do it,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. He wasn’t looking at me, just staring at the wall, his hands clasped between his knees. “I didn’t know you two were that close. I understand why you two had to keep it a secret.” “It wasn’t a secret,” I cut in, my voice sharper than I intended. “I’m not closeted.” “Sorry,” Coach sighed, running a hand over his face. “I thought… I thought it would help. Give you something to focus on. But I see now I was wrong.” I didn’t answer. What was there to say? That Myles wasn’t just a teammate? That he wasn’t just a friend? That he was everything? “The team won,” he said after a moment, his tone lighter, like he was trying to shift the mood. “They pulled through. Because of you and Myles.” I didn’t respond, just stared at
Break The Ice Sacrifices¿
TRISTAN My lids fluttered open, coming face to face with gray ceilings and dim light. It felt like a million monkeys were playing the banjo in my skull. I winced at the pain, swallowing hard. This looked like a hospital. How long was I out? Hopefully just a few hours. How was Myles? Had Jade replied to my messages? I pushed myself up, ignoring the pain pounding in my skull as I searched the bed for my phone. It couldn’t be here—I’d left it in the locker room at the stadium. No issues, though. All I had to do was borrow one anyway. “So that’s the game you play. Hockey?” That familiar voice came from behind me. “You played lovely—that’s what I would’ve said if you actually did. It looked like you half wanted to fail.” Uncle Nico appeared before me. “Why?” he mused. “You look surprised to see me.” “Not really,” I said. It was the truth. “Can I… have your phone for a minute? There’s a call I have to make.” He stood next to me, the amusement gone from his face. He tilted my h
Break The Ice Jump Scare
JADEThe next two days, without Tristan occupying that seat beside Myles, I felt strange. The ward itself felt like a graveyard, the silence between Leo and Natalie growing heavier with each day. Filling the silence was the soft noise flowing from the TV. On it was Tristan, a god on the ice, Myles’ gear wrapped around him like a vice. He played like a zombie, programmed to floor the rink. But I knew it was his shattered heart. His rage.How Natalie convinced him to go? No clue. But he texted constantly—demanded photos, updates, proof Myles hadn’t slipped away. Judging by the hollows under his eyes on camera, I doubted he’d slept since leaving.I scrolled through my phone, thumb hovering over Tristan’s last text—”Tell me if he wakes up.”—but Myles hadn’t so much as twitched.Natalie stood rigid by the window, her reflection warped in the rain-streaked glass. Leo slouched in the corner, jaw clenched, eyes bloodshot. The TV droned in the background, replaying clips of Tristan’s game.
Break The Ice Sacrifice¿
TRISTAN “…What the fuck are you saying?!” Tristan gritted, eyes blazing. I was surprised Coach wasn’t ash. “Tristan, listen—” “To you?” Disbelief and rage crackled in those grays. “Myles sacrificed every damn thing for you, for the team, but you’re ready to discard him? Replace him while he’s fighting to breathe? Why should I listen?” Fists coiled, he stalked to the window, staring blind at the glass. I doubted he saw anything but the ghost of Myles’ smirk before he became this. “I get it,” Coach said after a minute of suffocating silence. “You’re grieving. We all are. But this isn’t about Myles anymore.” Every word was gasoline, fueling Tristan’s rage. His shoulders tensed, knuckles bone-white. “He better stop talkin’,” Natalie muttered under her breath, catching Tristan’s first lethal glare. She knew. We all did. “Myles was a great Forward. I wish—more than anyone—he could be up there instead of you, but…” “Then postpone the fucking game until he gets better!” Tris
Break The Ice Grief
TRISTAN "...Let me get this straight," the investigator had said, pushing the recorder between us. "You knew when he left but pretended to be asleep. Two hours later, he was shot, but you didn't deem it fit to call him?" I'm sprawled on the chair, watching it all fade to oblivion. The seat, although now empty, in my head is occupied—by the thoughts of the older guy, a deep gash through his skull, spilling blood and brain matter on the table. "Your relationship with the victim—was it private?" "There... was no relationship." "No relationship, hmm... Then please, Mr. Tristan, tell me what it was all about and why it was private." "It was a deal." "What was the deal about?" "I can't tell. Myles wanted it private." "Myles, huh... or you? Are you out of the closet yet? Is it too far-fetched to say the victim wanted something more than being hidden?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Too far-fetched. I was never in the closet." I had folded my hands across my chest, the mental i
Break The Ice Grief
JADE"I wish I had good news, but it was a close-range injury… so we wait." That’s what the doctor told us. "Wait for what?" Leo had asked, his voice steady, but I caught the way his fingers curled protectively around Natalie’s arm, rubbing soothing circles as she sobbed into his shoulder. The doctor had exhaled, a slow, measured breath. But it wasn’t the breath of someone delivering hope. No, it was hesitation—the kind that meant we weren’t just waiting for Myles to wake up. We were waiting for a sign of life. Or none at all.I couldn't cry. The numbness had settled deep, coiling around my chest, weighing my limbs down until I could only stare out the hospital window. The city outside moved as if nothing had happened—cars speeding by, people laughing, living as of I wasn't shattering inside. But inside this sterile room, time had frozen, trapped in the reaction of one gunshot. The neighbors heard it. They were the ones who found him. If they hadn't... My stomach churned
Break The Ice The Confession
TRISTAN“…You saw Myles.” Al’s voice came from behind. I turned to find him by the door of the minibar, his eyes pinned on me as I laid cross-legged on the sofa. “I’m surprised you’re not drinking yourself dead.” It had crossed my mind—since last night, watching as he climbed into the cab without looking back. Now, I was sprawled on a settee in my own room, hating my own existence. I had wanted him to stay… then why, why couldn’t I just say it out loud? Tell him I wanted to see him again? Because he didn’t want that… He had a bright future ahead of him. The deal was over. There was nothing to hold him back. I shut my eyes, but I… I hadn’t wanted him to leave. I had thought of slamming the door at El Refugio shut so he never left me. Who was this person? This Tristan? What the fuck was wrong with him? “You didn’t tell him, then?” I opened my eyes, puzzlement etching my brows as I watched Al walk over to the mini counter, picking out a glass. “Tell him what?” Al shook hi
