Chapter 21

The tears came suddenly, and she wasn’t really sure why she was crying. Frustration, anger, fear. Whenever she was with Harry, he made her feel things that scared her. She swore to never go near a guy after the incident, and now she was letting a stranger (a dicky stranger) kiss her.

She thought of any other guy touching her and kissing her the way Harry did and shivered. The idea chilled her to the bone and made her want to run and hide.

But why didn’t it with Harry?

The incident had messed Brooklyn up mentally. She tried to hide it, rather well most of the time, but she was scarred.

The feelings Harry was making her feel scared her.

Brooklyn sobbed into her hands and took a shaky breath. “You’re fucked up, B,” she said to herself and laughed humorlessly. “You’re really fucking messed up.” She wiped her eyes, but the tears kept coming. “Stop crying!” she yelled. “Stop crying, you we