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601 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 13, 2022
∘₊� ── "How do I tell him that now that I know what it’s like to wake up in his arms, I don’t know how I’ll ever sleep without him again? How do I tell him I haven’t not beat the sun at welcoming the new day without some kind of substance in years? How do I tell him that his throat is just sitting there, begging for my lips? Like I might die just looking at him right now, because I’m too far away? My hand’s pressed over his heart and I am. Still. Too. Far. Away." ── ✧₊�
∘₊� ── "Jesus, every time he says my name, a little piece of me dies." ── ✧₊�
∘₊� ── "You make me want to hang on and fight. You make me believe I stand a chance. You. No one else. You." ── ✧₊�
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“So long as I have the will to live…� I swallow hard, fingers digging into his skin, and I murmur against his lips. “There’ll always be a way.�
�Everything good that has happened, happened just ten miles up the road, in some small, middle-of-nowhere town. It’s where I met my best friends growing up. It’s where I found a family of my own—not one I was born into, but one I fell into. �
� “My burden is loving you, but not letting myself have you, because I’m fucking petrified nothing will ever be enough to keep you. And I can’t live with that. I literally cannot live with the idea of losing you, Waylon. So there you fucking have it. I’m not just scared, I’m petrified.� �
� “Every day,� he whispers against my lips a second later. “I’ll prove to you every day I’m not going anywhere. Even� even if it gets to be too much sometimes, I’ll always, always find my way back to you.� �
� Against my chest, the blunt edges of his nails dig into my skin, and I kind of want to tell him to just do it. Rip my heart out. It’s already his anyway. �
� “Christ, man. That’s gotta be what this is, right? This feeling� like I’m being ripped apart from the inside out. Like I’m dying. Like I� like I literally can’t breathe from it.� My voice catches, breaking off like glass. “All there’s left in me is� is you, and I don’t even know if that makes sense. But it’s you. It’s always been you.��
� Will, the person who my heart beats for. The guys I call brothers. My cousin who’s always been more like a sister—just like the one whose ghost walks these paths. The one we came here to celebrate, along with her twin brother…They’re my family. Blood might be thicker than water, but us? We’ve got thorns. �
“That’s my burden, okay?� Exhaustion weighs down every word. “My burden is loving you, but not letting myself have you, because I’m fucking petrified nothing will ever be enough to keep you. And I can’t live with that. I literally cannot live with the idea of losing you, Waylon. …�
“One day, I’m gonna hold your hand in public, and not feel like I’m dying when I do it.� ˥︎
To Will: “I don’t have to give you the talk, do I?�
“The talk?�
“You’re a good kid. But that boy—…he’s my entire world.� �
“You get me?�
I started this for me, but I finished it for you� And for them. My boys.
I might not know love, but I do know my heart beats for him. That much is as clear as day to me. So if keeping this bruised up chunk of muscle beating is all I’ve gotta do to make sure he never lets me hurt him again? Well, that’s the easiest promise I’ll ever make. Simple as that.
Healthy?
Probably not.
But hell if I give a shit right now.
“And I know that’s a fucking lot—I’m a lot. Especially when it comes to you.�
“But it is what it is,� I tell him simply. “Take it or leave it, because I refuse to water it down, even for you. I’d do just about anything for you, but don’t ever ask me to love you less.�
“I’d rather give every little piece of myself to you,� he goes on roughly, “than wonder what could have been because society says it’s wrong. Too much. Toxic.�
They’re my family.
Blood might be thicker than water, but us? We’ve got thorns. There is no pulling away without one of us bleeding out. It’s codependent. Toxic as fuck. Messy and raw in a way that most people will never understand or accept.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.