Breathing Again
By Sofia Grey
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Sgt. Travis Cooper is a hot mess. He's a seething cocktail of PTSD, depression, and anger, with a side-helping of borderline alcoholism. The giant holes in his memory don't help either. When his partner, Kyle, walks out after ten years together, and takes his beloved dog, Travis hits rock bottom.
There's no kind of future if he can't face up to his past. Somehow Travis has to learn to breathe again.
Author's Note: This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's "Love is an Open Road" event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story.
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Breathing Again - Sofia Grey
Prologue
I had everything planned. Goodbye letters written. Pills hoarded. My liquor of choice, to wash them down with. Soundgarden’s Superunknown album playing in the background. I wanted Fell on Black Days
to ease me into unconsciousness.
I was ready.
Chapter One
The ornate clock on the wall ticked, as more of my life ebbed away, one click at a time. The therapist scratched another note with her pencil, the noise of the graphite on paper irritating yet soothing at the same time. What the fuck did she find to write about? Today, like on all previous appointments, I’d said almost nothing.
One month left. Thirty-one days. Seven hundred and forty-four hours. My brain was too foggy to calculate the number of minutes.
The sun drifted through the blinds and painted a lazy pattern of stripes across the floor. In a few minutes, they’d reach my boot. I jerked my gaze away.
So, Travis, why don’t we talk about Kyle today?
As usual, I levelled my stare at the stand-up name badge on her desk. Dr Leah Forrester. So, Leah, why don’t we not? I kept the words inside my head. How was she in any way qualified to understand me? She was a chick. She had both legs. She hadn’t been to war. And judging by the sparkling gold band on her finger, she had a loving husband at home.
I didn’t want to be here. Period. The only reason I came each week was to get my brother off my case, or Brady would continue to bust my ass. It was an extra hassle I could do without.
A stray thought snuck through the fog. How do you know about Kyle?
I spoke without thinking, and then wanted to kick myself. I’d agreed to attend the sessions, but that didn’t mean I had to participate. A petty distinction, but on the swooping roller coaster my life had become, I clung to even the tiniest amounts of control.
Her eyebrows tugged together, and she flicked back through her notebook. You mentioned him. Two weeks ago.
She glanced up at me. You indicated some intense feelings toward him.
He stole my damned dog.
I clamped my lips together before anything else fell out of my mouth. Most of the times I came to this office, I floated on a tide of alcohol. Now I thought hard, I did remember mentioning his name. What the fuck else had I said?
How did that happen?
she asked.
God damn it. She picked my weak spot with the focus of a hungry mosquito. I had Killer since he was a pup. It was me who rescued him from being drowned. Me who took him home. My name on his paperwork. He was mine.
Killer?
I grunted. Achilles. Killer for short.
It had been a joke between us, saying, ‘Achilles, heel.’ He isn’t a killer. He’s the softest mutt you can imagine.
A gentle giant.
You said he was stolen?
I ran a hand across the back of my neck. Kyle took him. When he left.
Uh huh.
She made a note in her book, and then gazed at me, her face calm. That came as a surprise? Your partner leaving?
Damn right, it did.
We’d argued, sure, from what I remembered. But was it bad enough for him to pack his bags and vanish from my life, when I needed him the most? And I never thought he’d take my dog.
Perhaps he was attached to him too?
I didn’t bother answering. It didn’t matter if Kyle had been attached to Killer. He still had no right.
How long did you have your dog?
He’s six years old,
I said.
So who looked after him while you were deployed?
Kyle.
I fixed the therapist with a sullen glare. And how is that relevant?
It was just a question. Do you think it’s relevant?
I thought longingly of losing myself in a bottle of whiskey. Later. I couldn’t see the time without turning around, but I figured we were halfway through the session. Maybe we could get to the end without more questions?
What kind of dog is he?
Ah, fuck it. I’d missed talking about Killer. I drew a tight breath before replying. Part retriever, part something else. He’s a mutt, but a big one.
With soft ears and mournful eyes and a wild tail that would sweep newspapers off the low table.
Big dogs need a lot of exercise. Don’t they?
I refused to look down at the place where my leg used to be. I stared out the window instead, but couldn’t tell you what was out there. In my head I saw Kyle, the bastard traitor that he was, bursting into the house, Killer by his side. A rattle of claws on the wooden floorboards, and the jingle of his chain. They were hot and tired, from a long run in the park.
It’s glorious out there, Trav. You should have come with us.
Yeah, right. May have escaped your notice, but I’m not up for a three-mile jog around the park.
You could sit on a bench in the sunshine. Throw sticks for Killer. He’d love that.
Sure.
I sloshed more whiskey into my glass. Got a blanket for my knees as well? Make sure everyone knows I’m a cripple.
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