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Chapters (34)
  1. Title Page
  2. Table of Contents
  3. Playlist
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Epilogue
  32. Acknowledgements
  33. Also by Q.B. Tyler
  34. About the Author

My mother’s eyes widen and I think she’s connecting the dots of when this all happened. “Oh my God… you.” She points at Jacob. “That’s why you were so depressed! You weren’t eating or sleeping.” She puts both hands over her eyes. “YOU BROKE HER! You sick, twisted ASSHOLE!” She screams at Jacob. “Get out.” She points toward the door. “I never want to see you again, Jacob Price, so help me GOD!” she yells and then she storms out of the room and up the stairs before slamming a door to what I assume to be her and my father’s bedroom.

“You know how this looks to us, right? Like you preyed on her,” my father asks, his voice quiet but full of venom.

“You know it’s not like that, Kevin. I swear. I… I know how this looks but I never saw her like that before she was eighteen.”

“Oh? Then what the fuck is it like Jacob because I don’t know how you go from being her godfather to her whatever this is overnight,” he spits out angrily. “From evidently seventeen and three hundred and sixty-four days to all of a sudden when she’s eighteen just… what a whole new person? Fuck you for trying to rationalize this bullshit.”

“Dad, I came onto him. I… I told him I had feelings for him. I always did, Dad. And… if you thought about it, you’d know. Think about how I was, how I always wanted to be around him. There were signs!”

“Of course, I knew. Your mother and I both did. Of course, I saw how you looked at him, how you idolized him. I thought it was an innocent crush! And I surely didn’t expect him to reciprocate these wildly inappropriate feelings you were having!”

“So, I went to him…” I bite down on my lower lip, knowing that I need to come clean about all of it. “I was older, and I looked different and he hadn’t seen me in over a year and… I preyed on him, Dad. He was kind of drunk and… I did it. I kissed him that first time and then things changed and I’m sorry. I am so sorry,” I choke out. “But please, do not blame him for this. You can’t hate him! You’ve been best friends forever.” I wrap my arms around myself suddenly freezing and I wonder if my body is going into shock.