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Tahereh Mafi
“There’s very little I wouldn’t do for you.”
Screaming
“God, Juliette, I’d follow you anywhere. You’re the only good thing left in this world.”
SEE HOW COULD U UNDO THIS
I think Warner thinks that I understand. That I understand him. And I do. And I don’t. Because we’re not the same. I want to be better.
Adam takes my face in his hands and tries to focus my eyes. “I want you to breathe like I am, okay?”
Author how in the world are u gonna make me root for anyone else
He seems to know exactly what he’s doing—like he’s been planning this for a very long time.
Its gonna be this isnt it
“Let’s go home,” he whispers.
UHHHHHHHH
“I had a feeling it would come in handy one day. It’s always good to be prepared.” Prepared. He was always prepared. To run. To escape. I wonder why.
Please dont be bad please dont be bad please dont be bad
And I wonder why he ever joined the army if he hates it so much.
PLEASE
I breathe in one quick, sharp, shaky breath and contemplate telling Adam what happened. No. No. No. No.
Girl please this is so important
James turns to Adam. “This is Juliette?” I’m standing here like a lump of nonsense. I don’t remember my manners. “You know who I am?” James spins back in my direction. “Oh yeah. Adam talks about you a lot.”
THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEEE
“I love you,” I whisper. “So much more than you will ever know.”
How will Anything else ever compete
I feel so shy so suddenly. So blind, so unnecessarily bold. I know nothing about what I’m venturing into. All I know is I don’t want anyone’s hands on me but his. Forever.
Am i reading the wrong series or something
“I thought you said she couldn’t touch anyone.” James is staring at me now, suspicious. “She can’t.” “Except for you?” “Right. Except for me.” And Warner.
UGH
“She can’t touch anyone except for you.” And Warner. “Right.” “That seems awfully convenient.” James narrows his eyes. Adam laughs out loud. “Where’d you learn to talk like that?”
James is so cute
The two brothers step out, the younger before the older. James looks a little pink and he can hardly meet my eyes. He looks embarrassed and I wonder if Adam punished him.
THIS IS SO CUTE
Kenji stares at me. I stare back. He grins and hobbles forward. “You know, you’re pretty sexy for a psycho chick.” Click. Kenji is backing up with his hands in the air. Adam is pressing a gun to his forehead. “Show some respect, or I will burn it into your skull.”
Hes so.. Wait is he also 17???
“I love you.” He’s looking into my eyes and looking at my mouth and his voice is a husky whisper. “Yeah?” “Absolutely.”
I have been given info that makes me upset
(I had not I just don't know how to read)
They could shoot him right in the head. Right in front of me.
I swear
“It’s about time,” he says. But it’s not Adam who says it.
Bro
“Kent is dead.”
THATS IT!??!??!?!
“Juliette,” he says. He touches my hand so gently it startles me. “Did you notice? It seems I am immune to your gift.” He studies my eyes. “Isn’t that incredible? Did you notice?” he asks again. “When you tried to escape? Did you feel it . . . ?”
What is his DEAL
“You’re only afraid of what you’re capable of.” His voice is soft. Easy. Slow. Deceptively persuasive. I’d never realized before just how attractive his voice is.
DO NOT
My hands wrap around the gun.
GOOD
Adam is not dead. He can’t be. Adam promised James he’d come back for him. He’d never break that promise.
I swearrrrrrr
I’d seen her evolve as we spent time together; she seemed more comfortable as the weeks passed. Happier. At ease.
Delusional
I wish all the time for a friend. I dream about it. I imagine what it would be like. To smile and be smiled upon. To have a person to confide in; someone who wouldn’t throw things at me or stick my hands in the fire or beat me for being born. Someone who would hear that I’d been thrown away and would try to find me, who would never be afraid of me. Someone who’d know I’d never try to hurt them.
Adam <3
“My father,” he says. “This man is my father.”
OH SHIT
I want to laugh one of those strange, high-pitched, delusional laughs that signals the end of a person’s sanity. Because this world, I think, has a terrible, terrible sense of humor. It always seems to be laughing at me. At my expense. Making my life infinitely more complicated all the time.
I can’t touch the boy I love. But I can use my touch to strengthen the boy who tried to kill the one I love.
“You destroy me.”
His fingers graze the hem of my top and he says “I want this up.” He tugs on the waist of my pants and says “I want these down.”
“Please.” He says “Please don’t shoot me for this.” And he kisses me.
I promised her I would find a way through this—and I’ve been training like hell, I really have—but after last night, I’m not gonna lie: I’m a little freaked out. Touching her is more serious than I ever thought it was.
DO NOT DESTROY ADAM JUST TO ELEVATE AARON
It was scary as hell—and even though I know Juliette didn’t mean to do it, there’s really no other explanation. It had to have been her.
I hate this
“Okay then. Let’s go get our girl back.” “My girl,” I correct him. “She’s my girl.” Kenji snorts as we head in the direction of the compounds. “Right. Minus the part where she’s not actually your girl. Not anymore.” “Shut up.” “Uh-huh.” “Whatever.”
“Let’s go,” Alia says quietly. She’s the only one who responds to me, and she offers me a kind smile as she does. I decide I like her for it.
“He had me hung from a conveyor belt in a slaughterhouse, Juliette. Or have you already forgotten that?” I flinch. Drop my head in shame. I had forgotten about that.
She's kinda SO annoying
“I expect one day you’ll tell me what you find so incredibly appealing about him?” “Who? Kenji?” Another nod. “Oh,” I say, blinking in surprise. “He’s my best friend.”
This is so cute but also so funny like girl
“So, I’ll come back tomorrow? Thirteen hundred hours.” “Thirteen hundred hours . . . from now?” Warner laughs. Looks up. “One o’clock in the afternoon.”
Funny
Kenji laughs. Leans back and pulls me down with him. The concrete is under our heads now, the sky draped all around us. It’s like I’ve been dropped into a vat of ink.
This is so cute maybe he is her best friend
“Like—Adam was the first guy who was ever . . . nice to you. Hell, he was probably the first person in the world who was nice to you. And he can touch you. And he’s not, you know, disgusting looking.” A pause. “I can’t blame you, to be honest. It’s hard being lonely. We all get a little desperate sometimes.”
Thats what I was saying!!! If Aaron touched her first it would be him
“That’s because you’re not fragile,” Kenji says. “If anything, everyone needs to protect themselves from you. You’re like a freaking beast,” he says. Then adds, “I mean, you know—like, a cute beast. A little beast that tears shit up and breaks the earth and sucks the life out of people.”
Wait kenji.... I love you
“I’m here for you, kid. That’s what friends are for.”
Wait. Marry me please
Kenji points to the middle. “You and me go there.” “Romantic.” “You wish.”
Wait I love them
“It’s like a soap opera.” Ian nods. “But with worse acting.”
This is so true actually lmao
“I’ve never seen him in sweatpants before.” I try to sound normal. “I’ve never even seen him in shorts.” Kenji raises an eyebrow at me. “I bet you’ve seen him in less.” I want to die.
He's so funny
“Maybe,” he says, backing away now, “maybe I told him how you were a calm, rational, very nice person who does not like to hurt people, especially not her very good-looking friend Kenji—”
Kenji I love you
“I need to cool off,” I tell him, trying to moderate my voice. “I’ll be back to shave your head while you’re sleeping.” Kenji looks genuinely terrified for the first time. “You wouldn’t.” I head toward the opposite wall. Hit the button for the elevator. “You’re a heavy sleeper, right?” “That’s not funny, J—that’s not even a little bit funny—” The elevator pings open. I step inside. “Good night, Kenji.” I can still hear him shouting at me as the doors close.
I love them
“Is there nothing you want to add to this conversation, love?” I shake my head. Smiling. “Why do you call her ‘love’?” James asks. “I’ve heard you say that before, too. A lot. Are you in love with her? I think Adam’s in love with her. Kenji’s not in love with her, though. I already asked him.” Warner blinks at him. “Well?” James asks. “Well what?” “Are you in love with her?” “Are you in love with her?” “What?” James blushes. “No. She’s like a million years older than me.” “Would anyone like to take over this conversation?” Warner asks, looking around the group.
THIS IS CUTE STOP TRYINF TO MAKE ME LIKE HIM
I adore Alia, but sometimes watching them together makes me wonder if this is what Adam’s always wanted. A sweet, quiet, gentle girl. Someone who would compensate for all the roughness he’s seen in his life. He said that to me once, I remember. He said he loved that about me. That I was so good. So sweet. That I was the only good thing left in this world. I think I always knew that wasn’t true. Maybe he’s starting to see it, too.
UGH
