Chaos at Prescott High (The Havoc Boys, #2)

by C.M. Stunich

In this world of sinners and saints, there is only one authority. Havoc.

You're not allowed to look at me like I matter, not after what you did.

I don’t know how to help. That happens sometimes, when one broken person tries to lean on another. We’re too rickety to keep the other standing.

You’re incandescent; I’m just trying to keep your flame from being snuffed out.”

To be fair, I haven’t looked my age for a long time. Pain and loss and violence, those things worm their way into your eyes; they change a person.