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Mason’s favorite. “You Get What You Give” by the New Radicals.
“I Knew I Loved You” by Savage Garden.
it’s been almost twenty-four hours since the attack… Eighteen since surgery ended.
Waylon's dad is a fuckin asshole!!
His knuckles are twice the size they normally are, black and blue and red, with stitches woven in where he’d broken skin. He fought back.
hell yeah he did!
If Izzy didn’t show up when she did, and call 911, and sit with him and beg for him to hold on until help arrived… Waylon well and truly would have drowned in his own blood.
“I’m free.”
😭😭😭😭😭
“I’m gonna count to five. Hold it. Let it burn your insides. One…” Fire. It’s all fire. “Two…” And I welcome it, fanning the flames, spurring them to spread… “Three.” Ravage me… “Four.” Consume every fear, every ache… “When I say five, you exhale, and you let it go. Blow it all out.” Wash it all away… “Five.”
this imagery. 🤌🏼😘
Her chin wobbles. “I love Waylon. He’s my big bro too.” I smile wetly, uncaring that my baby sister is seeing me cry right now. “Same, Squirt.”
GAH! 😩😭 this is killing me.
Because I might not be a hero like him, but he is and always has been my kryptonite.
“Eyes like smiles like figure eights,” I sing quietly. Izzy smirks, singing back whisper-light, “Girl, you got me spinnin’…”
“In here, we are limitless.” His gaze bores into me, and I’m helpless to look away. “And we always find ways to…satisfy what we cannot have.”
“Hear You Me” by Jimmy Eat World.
in these brief moments of reprieve, like now, where just for a second, the noose loosens, the flames retreat just enough for the smoke to clear, and gravity no longer feels like a curse but a relief… I can remember what it’s like to breathe freely again.
Well, I’d be a liar if I said it wasn’t prom, and dancing with Jeremy, and the promises I made him.
Well, that’s grief for you, or whatever you want to call this. It’s unpredictable and nonlinear. One second the memories are just that—memories—and the next you’re rocking in a corner, praying to whoever might be listening for some kind of relief. Or breaking your hand off some dumbass’s face…
It just is what it is. The sky is blue, and the grass is green, Izzy’s still missing, and I, Jeremy Montgomery, am gay.
“It’s a capacity issue. Not a want issue. Think of what you’re going through as an illness. You can’t very well go to work or even visit with loved ones when you’re bedridden and unable to hold any food down. You want to get up. You want to eat. You want to be there for those you love. But you can’t. You need to ride it out. Listen to your body. Your mind. Give it what it needs to heal, even if that’s just time.”
In his arms, I’m a stand-in for someone else. In mine, he’s everything I’ve always wanted.
This is his fault. I lost her because of him… Because of what I felt for him that night. Because of what I did.
I’m Jeremy the Wicked.
Seeing him hurts. Watching himself destroy himself hurts even more.
“How do you feel about starting a band?”
If he knew the reasons behind this… The truth…
“Your Guardian Angel” by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
His pierced lip curves wickedly as he strokes the mic stand in a way that should be illegal, head bowed like he’s fucking worshiping the thing. And hell if I don’t want to kneel at his feet.
“They’re her eyes.”
“Ah. You mean when did I stop being meek, virginal JJ who could barely hold a conversation with anyone who wasn’t you or my family?”
“Because friends don’t get all pissy and growly when they find out the other’s having sex.”
Thinking about what her brother looks like naked and in the throes of passion.
The thought of how devastated she’d be spears through my chest, seizing my lungs, stealing my next breath.
He’s hard for me.
Oh fuck, I’m hard too.
“Please don’t fucking leave me, Iz.”
“You’ve never told me any of this until now.”
“You know…she’d want you to be happy, right?”
“Both of you.”
“You called him by his sister’s name, Mase.”
You kissed him, and then you called him by his sister’s name.
At this rate, I’ll be lucky if I didn’t cost myself two, if not three, of the most important people in my life. And for what? A ghost?
“Some people go years, lucky enough to never have to go through anything like we have. And then some people are just knocked on their ass over and over and over again. So long as one exists, the other will too. It’s just the way things go.”
“Perhaps the answers you seek aren’t in the stars…but in the space between them.”
I love you…Mason. I’m in love with you.”
“You Get What You Give.”
Mason's favorite song 1
“My boyfriend.”
