Depression Interrupted

Depression Interrupted

Thom Jaymes

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Jake has gone to Australia with his best friend Rachel in hopes of forgetting the man who two-timed him. What he finds Down Under is something he didn't expect.


PUBLISHED BY: Aspen Mountain Press
ISBN: 978-1-60168-249-9
CATEGORIES: ManLove, Contemporary, Erotica
KEYWORDS: jilted, adultery, cheated, escape, contemporary, m/m, male-male



COPYRIGHT Thom Jaymes/2009

"I can’t believe that I wasted an entire year of my life," Jake muttered, staring into his glass of Fosters. "God, how could I have not known he was cheating the whole time?" He glanced up into the poignant face of his best friend Rachel. Her blonde hair was barely visible, hidden by the red bandanna wrapped around her head.

"Jake, it’s not your fault." Rachel played with the tiny pink umbrella in her mixed drink, twirling it along the edge of the glass. "How could you have known Dylan was such a…well…loser?"

"I should have suspected. All the signs were there: the late nights, the ‘friends’ that kept popping up." Jake frowned, watching a couple in the booth to the left of their own make out like one of them was about to leave for the army.

Seeing them go at it brought a whole new set of memories to the forefront of Jake’s brain. The first night he and Dylan had gone out, they ended up in a corner booth at a gay bar back home doing the same thing. They moved the party to Jake’s house, spending time on the kitchen table and the couch before finally settling into bed and finishing up the night in style…

"Babe, you didn’t do anything wrong."

Her words jerked him from his thoughts. "I know I didn’t." With a sigh, Jake pushed his drink aside. "I think I’m going to head back to the cottage."

"Okay, just let me-"

"No." Jake placed his hand on hers. "Stay. Have some fun. Drink some more fruity shit. Dance. Whatever."


"I’ll be fine, honey." He smiled. "No reason you can’t enjoy our vacation."

"I’d have a lot more fun if you weren’t moping around."

Jake laughed. "We’ll do something fun tomorrow."


"We can go to Fraser Island on the barge." Jake smiled. "I promised my mom I would get some pictures."

"That sounds very boring." Rachel smiled. "But if it gets you out of your bed for something other than a drink, I’m game."

"It’s a date then." Jake leaned across the table and kissed her on the forehead. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, babe."

With that, Jake hauled himself out of his seat and exited the tavern. After stopping for a moment to remove his sandals, he headed toward the cottage, which was only a few minutes’ walk. The air was crisp, but not to the point of being unpleasant. The beach was vacant, aside from a few people wrapped up in towels watching the tides roll in.

What was I thinking running off to Rainbow Island in Australia? Did I really think that getting out of Texas for a week was going to just fix all the damage that Dylan caused?

The cool sand slipping between his toes brought a smile to his face; he had always enjoyed the time he had spent on the beach when he was little. Sometimes those little getaways were the only time he got to spend with his father, a man who-much like Jake himself-let his work take over his life. His smile faded when he remembered the summer he had spent in Florida with Dylan. Jake removed his glasses and rubbed his face with his hands, trying to push the thoughts of Dylan out of his mind.

God, why did I let him have such control over me? Even now his memory is ruining the only time I’ll be getting away from work this year.



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