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“Havoc.” The word slips past my lips before I can stop it, before I can question the decision I just spent a whole summer making. It's the first thing I utter when I get past the security guards, drug dogs, and metal detectors that guard the entrance of Prescott High. The whole hallway goes silent. Everyone in it turns to face me, the girl foolish enough to bring them down on me, those dirty, rotten H.A.V.O.C. Boys. Hael, Aaron, Victor, Oscar, and Callum.
starting off strong lol. she's ALREADY looking for trouble!? the book just started! I don't even know her name! is it the first day of School!? I love this already. so reckless and fast.
During sophomore year, my ex-best friend hired the Havoc Boys to torment me. I’ve spent a year and a half wondering what price she paid. Mostly, I’ve spent a year and a half wondering if the Havoc Boys ever cared about me at all.
um... what DID she pay? I'm curious. what would they have wanted in order to spend a whole fucking year harassing her?
See, that's the thing with pain. Once it finds you and grabs hold, it doesn't let go easily. It's always there, a demon with reaching claws.
He just stands there; I can feel his presence behind me, this all-consuming demand that I both hate and crave at the same time. The way I feel about Victor Channing, it makes no sense.
what the fuck!? so... they have a fight.he just decided to fuck her. he finished and she didn't. and then she's in the ground and he's just like. get up we have shit to do? argument forgotten? problem solved? nope. no . nope.
And yet … when I close my eyes, I can feel him buried inside of me, and that heat I work so hard to fight back begins to creep into every single cell.
fucking idiot. forget she was JUST arguing with him about kali and what their price was and not backing down. a little bit of dick. not even good dick because she didn't even finish and she let's it go!? she's way too easy to manipulate
Aaron’s own words drown him out. “It was me,” he announces, and our eyes meet across the rainy courtyard. “It’s my knife.”
fucking idiot. they're all idiots. he has 2 little girls who depend on him. he can't afford to get thrown in jail, but by all means, our of all of the Aaron need to cover for her. fucking idiot
“Are you on birth control?” he asks, and I grit my teeth. Of course we can’t just let yesterday go, can we? “No.”
yup, she's a fucking idiot. not because of not taking birth control. I mean yes, she should have started on that the second she asked to this arrangement. but mostly because she knows he didn't use protection and doesn't expect him to ask about birth control
remembering that night we spent together in the homeless shelter. I was so scared, but Hael wasn't. He covered both our heads with his blanket, wrapping us up in our own private cocoon. Don’t be scared, little bird, he’d said, smiling a gap-toothed smile at me. We can tell stories until the sun comes up. I remember thinking he was the bravest, most beautiful person I'd ever met.
Confucius says dig two graves before embarking on a journey of revenge. But what if that revenge is the only thing keeping you alive? And what if the people you're seeking revenge on deserve it? If Batman had just killed the Joker from the get-go, how many more people would still be alive? Sometimes the bad guys have to die, so if I have to dig two graves, so be it. Better than digging three.

