6.1
“I haven’t seen you since the day of the fight,” Adam says, his hand against my lower back as he guides me towards the club. “How was your break?”
“Terrible.” I smile. “Yours?”
“Terribly boring. Want to have some fun?”
I think of the days with my parents and Lane and then coming back here to meet Trevor’s brother. Things haven’t exactly been fun.
“Sure,” I reply, leaning into him with my worries miles away. After all, so is Trevor’s brother. “Let’s paint the town black.”
YOU ARE READING
Fragments
Teen FictionOne bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4
