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I hate hugs. Or I used to until I’m in Colin’s embrace. His arms wrap around me so gently, yet firm enough, accompanied by so much protection, I feel like he’s trying to convince me that he’s my armor now. And boy do I feel safe in his arms.
When he pulls away and goes to collect the blanket he brought, I feel empty again. Like something inside of me feels lost without Colin by my side. I hate that I feel this way.
But it’s been two days I have enjoyed more than the twenty years I’ve been alive.
Who am I kidding? I don’t have anything else planned, I just want to make sure Lily doesn’t kill herself.
“Fuck you, man.” “I would, but I have your sister for that.”
I slide my thumb over her lips, freeing Lily’s bottom lip from her teeth. “Don’t hide your smile. It’s too pretty to keep it hidden,” I whisper.
I made her mine to care about, and now she’s too important to me to stop. I want her alive. I need her alive. I need her to breathe, to live. I need her to be here, with Aaron, with her family and friends. With me.
I love that guy, but if he dares touch what’s mine, I will have to cut off some hands.
This can’t happen. I can’t do this to Colin. He deserves better than a suicidal girlfriend. We’re not even a couple, and I still think he deserves better than me.
No one could love me back to life. I can’t even love myself back to life. I can’t expect anyone to save me when I can’t even save myself.
So he meant disrespect in a hot way. All right.
“Colin managed to make me feel more alive in three days than I’ve ever felt for almost twenty-one years. You can’t seriously be mad at your best friend for making my life better.”
“When did you do it?” “What?” “Don’t play dumb, Lily.”
“You’ll hurt me either way. Might as well use my body right from the start.”
She laughs, but it quickly dies down. “He loves you.” “He doesn’t.” “You do see the way he looks at you, right?”
I also know that this is the last thing my mother will have said to me before I died. You shouldn’t have been born, Lily.
She is mine. Even if she dies, she’s always going to be mine. I know this girl is special. She has a huge heart, loves with so much brightness. It’s so sad that she can’t see it. So I’ll be loving her. I’ll love her until her last breath, and even after that, I’ll continue to love her with every breath I take. Even if I have to breathe for the both of us.
How do I tell someone who’s suicidal that I’ve already found my happiness, and it will leave right when she does? How do I tell her that she is my happiness, that she is bringing light to my life? How do I tell her that she is my joy, everything that brings me satisfaction, that she is my euphoria… without sounding like I want her to stay alive for me?
“You will have four fists in your face in about two seconds if you don’t remove your hand from my girl.”
“You see God around here somewhere?” I shake my head. “Exactly.” He kisses me. Deeply. Possessively. “You’re mine, Lily. I’m not even sharing you with God.”
He is a nosy pain in the ass. Thinking I don’t know he’s awake and reads this right now.
“You once asked why I’m doing this,” I say, hoping she might remember her question. “I never answered your question.” She nods. “I let him slip away, Lily.”
God, it’ll all end with Lily hating me.
Actually, I’ll take any Liliana Heaven Reyes. Well, if it’s my Lilybug. I only want—need—this one.
This woman could ask me to rob a bank and I would do it for her.
“You deserve some happiness, Lily. And it’s pretty obvious that this big guy over there is head over heels for you.”
“Siempre te amaré.”
Lily doesn’t know it yet, but she totally is my girlfriend.
“Oh, Aiden would love that! He has to be so damn pleased with himself right now. And he’d be proud of you, obviously.” “I suppose.” “Colin, if Aiden was here and he would’ve heard you say that, he’d be flashing a smile as bright as the Eiffel Tower when it’s doing this sparkly thing.”
“If you ever find someone that makes you want to rip your heart out and hand it to that person on a silver platter. If you ever find someone that warms not only your bed but also your heart and soul… hold on to them forever. They’re your sun. They’re what’s bringing light into your life. If they can ease your pain with just being there, lighten your mood, brighten up your days by simply being in your life. Colin, Eira, el o ella es tu sol.”—he or she is your sun.