Broken Pieces

You might not realize it now, kid, but everyone is some shade of fucked-up.

There aren’t laws for emotions, Tristan. There isn’t a magical timeframe where it’s okay to fall in love with someone or okay to fall out of it. Emotions don’t play by rules. That’s what makes them so incredible.

You always make me get so fuckin’ emotional. I’d get my ass beat if anyone saw me the way I am with you.

Nothing in this world was completely black or white. Wrong or right. Or if it was, what mattered was whose eyes it was being seen from.

He looked up as Tristan reached him. No doubt he had tears mixed with the rain sliding down his face. “It’s my birthday,” he whispered. “That’s when he gave me the queen. He said it’s because I was the strongest person he knew.

And then he cocked his head a little bit. A slight smile tugged at Tristan’s lips. “You talked to her. This was the first day of college you missed, and it was because you spoke with her all day on the phone.

Emotions don't play by rules. That's what makes them so incredible.

Where are we going?” Josiah shook as he spoke. “Home.

All he knew was all those empty rooms inside him were somehow filled when Mateo was around.