648 Quotes by Katie McGarry

Chris reveres her as his own religion.

The guys from the board are at a smaller bonfire near the tree line. They’re laughing. Talking shit. Enjoying the fact that they’ve tried to play with my life. Yelling. Loud shouts. It’s near me, but the chaos controlling me makes it incoherent.

People laugh as I pass. They're judging me and their judgment is spot on. I don't belong here. I never have.

My mind's a frightening place, the playland for fallen angels.

I'm like an American Girl doll on crack.

I'm in love with you. I'm in love with you and I don't know how to make you feel better. I'm in love with you and I shouldn't be. I'm in love with you and once you figure out who I am, you're not going to love me. I'm in love with you and I seem to fuck up the ones who love me back.

West Young. My West Young. The guy who fought for me when Conner and his friend tried to jump me. The guy who took on a fight to help save my family. The guy who held me while I mourned my own losses. That's West Young. The man I'm falling for.

She's probably right on both counts, but there's something dark in her eyes. It's the same shadow I see whenever she stops me. "You're worth fighting for.""I'm not." The way she answers too fast with too much conviction twists my insides. When the three men who should be taking bullets for her stand by and let insults be thrown at her, how can I convince her otherwise?

I knot my fingers with Haley's and turn my head so I'm focusing out the driver's-side window--away from her. If I look at Haley, I'm terrified of what I might say, what I might feel. And fuck me, I've already said too much.