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Cry Baby Cry Baby by Ginger Scott
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“You shouldn’t do things like this with a guy like me,” he says, his voice rough but the pleading tone evident still. He hates himself, and he’s denying himself, but I see more than the boy in a gang.
“You’re the only boy I should do things like this with,” I say, looking deep into him and shifting until my forehead rests on his.”
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“You are my test, Riley. My temptation. My mother says you’re the light, and I want to stand in it with you, but…”
“So stand with me,” I interrupt.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“My hand itches to touch hers, but I settle for looking at her hands, the way she twists them together in front of her waist. She’s unsure what we are, too. We are everything. We are everything. We are everything.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“You aren’t some other girl. You’re unlike any other girl. You make me wish things were different, that I was different, so don’t you ever apologize for being unlike anyone else. You’re exceptional.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“Somewhere there was a fork and I went in a different direction from the one I always choose. Why am I desperate to go back and choose differently?”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“Riley has opened this window to what could be. She’s built a bridge between my reality and my fantasyland, and I can’t stop crossing it.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“I wish his problems were fewer. I wish he wasn’t marked by someone so bad. I wish I’d known him in another life. It doesn’t stop me wanting him in this one, though.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“Criminals aren’t born; they are made. This world made Tristan, and he fights to break free of it. That hold, though – it’s vicious.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“You don’t have to take this job, Tristan…the one that says you’re a bad guy. It doesn’t suit you.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“I know her eyes are waiting for mine before I lift my gaze, and I know that they wait in judgment. I feel them – the heat. It burns my face and everything inside of me. I look into them anyway, because maybe they’ll give me answers. Maybe there’s forgiveness somewhere in the silvery blue. I crave peace. I need a home. I need a person.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“I’m being a dick, but I don’t know how to stop. I want to hit something, and I want to scream. I want to leave this place, but I also want to just stop and grab her shoulders and look into her eyes and beg the universe for forgiveness.
I want her to forgive me. I want my mom to be proud. I want to be born somewhere else, in a different life, with options and hope.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“I’m walking two paths beginning right this minute, and I can’t let them cross. The collision would be deadly.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“I knew every bit of this was wrong. I know it’s wrong. I hate it. I hate my fate. It’s there, though. I’m married to it because of the place I was born, the man who fathered me, his friends and his choices, and my mother’s weaknesses. All I can do is make the most of it, and maybe find a little happiness somewhere on the fringes.”
Ginger Scott, Cry Baby
“Somewhere, outside these invisible walls, is a great, big world where people invent cures for diseases at the same time others threaten to wage wars with bombs that can wipe out continents. We play with knives and put bullets into cars and walls. What’s the point?”
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