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“Right… Well, when you see that asshole Ash Holloway, make sure to punch him in the face for me.” Avi chuckles. “We don’t know it was him who told the dean…” “Uh, yes, we do. He’s her fucking nephew… Plus, he’s clearly in love with you.” “Then why would he want to get me kicked out of the dorm we live in together?” I can hear the grin in his voice.
Kay…” I bite my lip, because I really don’t want to hang up, and it’s fucking ludicrous. “Say it first, Kyran,” he whispers in my ear. I roll my eyes, but my smile is seriously bordering on psychotic. “I love you, Avi.” “Mmm… I love you, HGB.” “You’re an annoying idiot.” I bite the grin off my lips, and he laughs. “That’s my man.”
But then Bridget’s smile falls away and she murmurs, “I should have paid more attention… to why he was becoming so nervous. I should have been there more… told my father to fuck off with that—” Her voice cuts out, and she peeks at me. But she doesn’t finish her sentence. She just gulps her drink back fast.
The archdiocese has agreed to dismiss and laicize Father James McAdams of Cathedral of the Holy Cross in South Boston, per out of court settlement with the family of Kyran Thomas Harbor, Somerville, MA. The Church will pay out a sum of one-point-four million dollars to the family. Settlement professes nondisclosure…
“When I… mentioned that I was going to call an ambulance, he suddenly snapped out of it and his head started flinging back and forth while he cried no… over and over.” Bridget stops with tears tumbling down her cheeks and she swallows more liquor. “I took him into my room, got him dressed, and put him in my bed… And he was crying and crying.
But that night when I came home, it turns out Kyran had told Dad. And do you wanna know what our father said…?” I’m exhausted as I breathe, “I’m guessing he didn’t believe him…” “I’m sure he knew it was true,” she grunts. “But he told him he was overreacting. That he was just making up stories that could destroy people’s lives.”
“Actually…” I croak, then clear my throat, reaching for Avi’s hand. It’s clammy, and I can feel his fingers shaking as I thread mine through them, yanking him closer to me. “She’s right.” “Kyran…” Avi whispers frantically, shaking his head. “You don’t have to do this. Not now…” “I do, though.” My lips quirk into a small smile, to let him know I’m fine. It’s okay. I can do this. “I have to. I mean, I want to…”
“Kyran,” he hums, and I blink hard. “Talk to me. Just tell me you’re okay…” “Stop treating me different,” I whimper with tears threatening to push out of my eye sockets. “Stop… looking at me. I don’t want you to see how broken I am…” “You are not broken.”
Unknown: Hey it’s Guty. I got your number from Bea. Unknown: Coach just got a message from Kyran… He went home. I gape at the message until my eyes ache with the need to blink. Me: He went home?? Why???? Guty: We’re not sure. All he said to Coach was that he changed his flight and went home.
“Okay, listen… You guys don’t know the reason why I left, so I understand you’re just protecting your friend, because you think I broke his heart. And why wouldn’t you?? I’ve been bullying him and running from him for forever. But the truth is that I’m in love with him. I’m so crazy in love with him, and I just want to be with him… To hold his hand, and buy him Twizzlers, and listen to him talk about reptilians. I want to support him like he’s supported me, and I want to see his eyes sparkle when he’s excited. I’m in love with Avi Vega, wholly, truly, un-fucking-deniably.” I bend to make eye
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“Alright, alright… Hold your—” But all my rumbling annoyance dissolves with my voice when I’m met with hazel eyes, golden hair, and a puffy pink grin. “Wow…” Kyran sighs, cocking his head. “You look… distraught.” My brow furrows, blinking rapidly as my mouth hangs open. I’m gawking at him for a solid three seconds before I’m finally able to stammer, “N-no, I don’t…” “You do.” His beautiful grin widens, and surely, I’m hallucinating. He’s not really here… This must be a tulpa I’ve manifested in my state of lonesome misery. “You look like you’re doing just… awful without me.” I’m shocked.
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