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She doesn’t understand that I’m stretched so thin I feel see-through,
“I’m also of the opinion that dying out of sheer stubbornness is idiotic. Are you an idiot? I’d hate to think I ruined my shoes saving an idiot.”
She looks frustrated at the reality of not being able to trust her own body just because she nearly died, insulted at the notion that she has such practical vulnerabilities.
“You’re the best boyfriend ever.” That’s not true at all, but I could do worse than having a hot girlfriend who wants me to fuck another girl, so I throw her a bone and give her a sideways squeeze.
I don’t know why shit like this still surprises me. It’s how things work around here. A rich kid wants something, so the world bends and bows to see that they get it.
In my experience, guys know when they’re stepping over a line, some are just too cowardly to admit it.
Sure, he might be mentally unstable, but his dad is richer than God, and his mom is a former Miss Bolivia who was in the Miss Universe pageant and everything.
“Part-time, sure, but I need something of my own, too. Men leave, so I’m not about to tie my entire well-being to one. Maid, wife—if my status depends on a man’s whim, it’s not going to be the basket I drop all my eggs in.”
I don’t know what kind of person leaves someone they supposedly love at the end of their life just because the experience isn’t pleasant, but it’s not the kind of person I have any use for in my life.”
Maybe you don’t care if I believe you, but it’s true either way. If there ever comes a day when you need me to believe you and I don’t, it’s no one’s fault but yours.”
A little voice whispers at the back of my mind that he could still be lying. Giving me truths he’s comfortable parting with to support his claim and effectively lower my guard. Just because he said it doesn’t mean that he means it. I want to give him the benefit of the doubt, though.
She has these great moments of rational clarity followed immediately by “my heart is bigger than my brain” dumb bitch times
“I don’t have an exact ratio of how often I get what I want, but I should tell you, it happens more often than it doesn’t.”
“No, of course you’re not. You have no reason to feel shy. You’re perfect. You’re all I want.”
“Murder. Imprisonment. Your solutions to marital distress are illegal.”
“Maybe you wouldn’t stop saying no to me, made me obsessed with you.”
“Maybe I decided to claim you, whether you wanted me to or not.” His finger moves over and under the gentle curve. “Keep you forever. My pretty little plaything.”
I scared the living shit out of her, but she’s still lying here snuggled up with me, letting me stroke her hair and caress her arm.
“You don’t have to be scared. I won’t make it hurt more than it has to.” It feels like that could apply to our whole relationship.
“My friendship doesn’t come with a minimum time requirement. Just because you’re busy doesn’t mean we can’t be friends. Shoot me a text whenever you feel like it or need to talk. If you have time to hang out, cool. If not, no biggie.”
He may be the least trustworthy human I’ve ever encountered, but that promise is like a salve over a wound I didn’t even know I had.
I’m smitten again, and maybe the forecast is foggy, but I like not being able to see the danger. If he’s intent on killing it before it gets to me, do I really need to?
“I think I might be in love with her.”
I love when he leans in and kisses me like I’m something precious to him, even if he just fucked me like I’m definitely not.
“I may hurt you accidentally, but I’ll never do it on purpose.”
“No.” His grip on my jaw tightens almost painfully. “I will kiss you wherever and whenever the fuck I want to,” he says carefully. “And I don’t care if Hannah or Anae or anyone else fucking likes it. You’re mine, and I will do whatever the fuck I want to do with you. Do you understand?”
“Anyone who tries to split us up will have a very bad fucking time if I find out about it,”
But it’s also kind of hard to lay down rules for someone who literally does whatever the fuck he wants without seeming to worry about the consequences.
“Unfortunately, I’ve already decided you’re mine, and you being afraid of me won’t change that.”
Now I know he’s dangerous, but he’s the danger that spends every night in my bed. My guard dog unless I give him a reason to bite me, too.
Some stupid girl wrote mean shit about me online, I let him know it bothered me, and he nailed her to a fucking park bench. Malicious and crazy, but at the same time, that’s pretty impressive dedication. He might be unhinged, but he certainly showed up for me.
“And you’re stuck with me,” he states. “I can see myself being with you forever, Aubrey. I’m not bullshitting you. I can see us having kids and a family, birthday parties and fucking… trips to the popcorn store. I’m not one foot in this thing. I want it all, and I want it with you.”
I can’t promise I’ll always be easy to deal with, but I can promise I will always be there for you, whatever you need.
I’m having a very strong and very real fear that Dare isn’t on my side right now, and I have no fucking idea what to do with that. He has backup, and I don’t even have shoes.
And then I hear myself, and what the fuck am I thinking? That’s how he threatens me because we’re in a relationship? Like it’s fucking normal for the person you’re with to threaten you?
I think about how fucking stupid he must think I am. He comes to my house to kidnap me, and I think he’s there to cuddle.
This isn’t the first time he’s done this to me, just the first time I’ve called it what it is, I guess.
“What you’ve been through with him… it’s not normal, and I’m sure it has been a lot to process. I don’t blame you for being confused, or still feeling some attachment to him. He has messed with your heart, and he’s so manipulative, I’m sure he was really good at it.” She pulls back, still holding my shoulders, and meets my gaze earnestly. “But he is abusive, Aubrey, and I hope with all my heart you get away from him.”
And I know he won’t let me walk away, but I’m actually not an idiot, and I’ve learned from watching my ruthless, psychotic, brilliant boyfriend mow over everything and everyone in his path to get his way. Dare always has an insurance policy for himself, just in case he needs it.
This time, I made one for myself.
“Some guys break up with their girlfriends. You ruin their lives.”