He's going to break me, I'm afraid.
I'm working like crazy on his book for you guys. As I write, I'm learning so many things about him that I didn't know. He's a ball of contrasts. So many opposing sides to this boy and so many secrets.
I'm praying I can do him justice.
I can't wait for Delaney to shed a little light in his world.
Here's a teaser (language and drug references, so you are warned) Happy Wednesday :)
I pick up The Count, wishing I could focus on the words. Wishing I was Edmond or anyone but me. I reach for my weed, but then shove it back in the drawer. Why can’t I lose myself in my own head like I used to? Get lost in my own f*cking world to block out the sh*t at home instead of sucking that crap into my lungs like I do now?
I wonder who that guy was with Angel. If he’s good to her because I’m not there to protect her the same way I didn’t protect Ash. The way Angel protected me.
Suddenly the music is too loud. People stumbling into my door feels like they’re doing in on my head instead. If I don’t get out of this house right now, I’m going to lose it.
I shove the window open, grab my keys and go outside. It’s freezing balls out here, but I don’t care. It’s good to feel something besides the memories. It only takes me a few seconds to walk around the side of my house and get to my car. No one will miss me here. They’ll party till they pass out and tomorrow I’ll talk sh*t about how fun it was. Right now, I just need to be free.
(UNEDITED EXCERPT AND SUBJECT TO CHANGE)
No, I can't say who Angel is.
No, I can't way who Ash is. LOL. Sorry. Hope you enjoyed it!