I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYoure crowding me. I need room…. What i needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet again i was proving i couldnt be trusted in patchs presence. I should have been bolting for the door, and yet i wasnt.
BECCA FITZPATRICKPatch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou’re going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes,” i instructed vee. Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. “is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?” “it’s not very deep. Trust me, we’ll clear it.” “looks deep to me. This is a neon we’re talking about, not a hummer.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI’m touched, rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn’t you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?” nora, crescendo
BECCA FITZPATRICKClass was like watered down porn today. Vee said
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe truth is, normal might take years. Normal might never happen. But its definitely not going to happen if i lounge around here watching soaps and avoiding life. Im going to school today, end of story.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIt will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty
BECCA FITZPATRICKThat was a good fight back in the gym, he said. But i think you could benefit from a few more boxing lessons.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
BECCA FITZPATRICKFor someone whos made it clear that her life is superior to every other students at this school, you sure make it a habit of pursuing every facet of our boring, worthless lives.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHis muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
BECCA FITZPATRICKLets be honest, nora. Youve got it bad for me.” his eyes held a lot of depth. “and ive got it bad for you.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAre you keeping anything else from me? Im keeping a lot of things from you. Like? Like the way i feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThis was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.
BECCA FITZPATRICKIt isn’t about love,” vee said. “it’s about fun.
BECCA FITZPATRICK