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"I promised her--"

"You , I know the past couple ofto even pretend what the past couple of years have been like, but you have a fa to take the same type of bullet that you did for us You expect us to trust you, but it’s a shitty position to be in e’re the one giving all the blind faith It’s a tay street with us You either start trusting us or you need to give up your patch, because without trust, those colors on you don’t mean shit"

"That how it is?" I ask

"Yeah," he says like it’s silare at each other as it crawls under you say you love her, then you better figure out quick if you can trust us, because if you want to get her out of thisto need the club Just so you know, brother, you think it’s impossible to trust us with you, it’ll probably kill you to trust us hat you love the most"

A pen shakes his head "We offered that help the night you brought her to the club We saw you weren’t budging This is it, kid End of the road The stakes are high everywhere and it’s tioing to be?"

Breanna

I’VE BEEN DRAWN to Razor--like a possessed moth to an inferno So , the way he protects, but it’s not until my chat with Clara that I understood what attracted me to him emotionallyat least initially He understood what it was like to feel as if you had possibly driven souilt

The self-hate

The feeling that your existence is absolutely worthless

I saw it in his face the night outside of Shamrock’s and I hurt for him because I still hurt for me Clara pulled the knife away fro down her cheeks, telling me that she would do it if I ever told anyone what I saw

I never betrayed her secret Instead¸ I’ve let it eat me from the inside out