When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops.
I was the awkward musician, and she was the high school queen.
The only things we had in common were our music and our loneliness.
Something in her eyes told me her smile wasn’t always the truth.
Something in her voice gave me a hope I always wished to find.
And in a flash, she was gone.
Years later, she was standing in front of me on a street in New Orleans.
She was different, but so was I. Life made us colder. Harder. Isolated.
Caged.
Even though we were different, the broken pieces of me recognized the sadness in her.
Now she was back, and I wouldn’t make the mistake of letting her go again.
When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops.
When we met again, she was the darkest storm.
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By the way, what happened to Todd’s nose?” I asked.
“I broke it,” Elliott said matter-of-factly.
“What? How? Why?”
He shrugged before turning to look out the window. “He called you a bad name.”
“What was it?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Eli,” I started.
He turned my way and locked his hazel eyes with my browns. “Jazz…” He shook his head. “It wasn’t true.”
I swallowed hard, a big part of me certain Todd’s words held some form of truth.
Elliott saw it in me—my fear. He kept shaking his head and whispered, “I don’t feel sorry for you. Sometimes you look at me like you think I feel sorry for you, and I want you to know I don’t. I think you’re perfect the way you are.”
I quietly laughed at him repeating the words I’d told him earlier. A few tears rolled down my cheeks. “I’m a little messed up.”
“I know.” He nodded. “That’s why I like you.”
He went back to staring out the window, and I kept staring at him.
And there it was.
So small, so tiny, so real.
Love.
It wasn’t love, but it was the beginning of it.
I knew I was young, and I knew it was stupid, but in that moment, I began to fall in love with the quiet boy who quietly cared for me. The boy who was scared and still strong. The boy who stood up for me when he was surrounded by reasons not to do such a thing. I hadn’t known much about love. I hadn’t known how it looked, felt, or tasted. I hadn’t known how it moved, how it flowed, but I knew my heart was tight and currently skipping a few beats. I understood the goose bumps covering my arms. I knew this stuttering boy who was sometimes so scared was someone worth loving. He was worth being the first one I gave my heart to.
I knew Elliott Adams was love.
And I was falling into him so fast.
“I broke it,” Elliott said matter-of-factly.
“What? How? Why?”
He shrugged before turning to look out the window. “He called you a bad name.”
“What was it?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Eli,” I started.
He turned my way and locked his hazel eyes with my browns. “Jazz…” He shook his head. “It wasn’t true.”
I swallowed hard, a big part of me certain Todd’s words held some form of truth.
Elliott saw it in me—my fear. He kept shaking his head and whispered, “I don’t feel sorry for you. Sometimes you look at me like you think I feel sorry for you, and I want you to know I don’t. I think you’re perfect the way you are.”
I quietly laughed at him repeating the words I’d told him earlier. A few tears rolled down my cheeks. “I’m a little messed up.”
“I know.” He nodded. “That’s why I like you.”
He went back to staring out the window, and I kept staring at him.
And there it was.
So small, so tiny, so real.
Love.
It wasn’t love, but it was the beginning of it.
I knew I was young, and I knew it was stupid, but in that moment, I began to fall in love with the quiet boy who quietly cared for me. The boy who was scared and still strong. The boy who stood up for me when he was surrounded by reasons not to do such a thing. I hadn’t known much about love. I hadn’t known how it looked, felt, or tasted. I hadn’t known how it moved, how it flowed, but I knew my heart was tight and currently skipping a few beats. I understood the goose bumps covering my arms. I knew this stuttering boy who was sometimes so scared was someone worth loving. He was worth being the first one I gave my heart to.
I knew Elliott Adams was love.
And I was falling into him so fast.
About the author:
Hi! I'm Brittainy! Join me as we travel through my mind as a Romance Author. This includes such things as my random thoughts, tricks, tips, things I'm learning, things I'm re-learning, things I'm forgetting, and my weird ways of crafting stories.
My review:
ALL OF THESE STARS for this PHENOMENAL READ!
WOW! This was definitely the best book in 2017 and one of the most touching I’ve ever read. I was blown by how emotional and realistic it’s been written. I don’t even know how to begin to explain how phenomenal this book was because no words would do it justice. Brittainy C. Cherry’s writing is so touching and beautiful; she has a true talent and is one of the very best writers that I know of.
The blurb didn’t give much away and left me curious at what I was getting myself into. In no way could I have been prepared for this amazing story. It showed me what it meant to be beautifully sad and taught me about real strength.
I usually write something about the story in my review but I don’t want to give anything away so I’ll just tell you to open up your heart and let yourself be moved by this incredible read.
Elliot’s character reminded me a lot about myself, though he has a lot more strength than I will ever have. He’s the most perfect character ever written, not because his life was perfect – it was far from it – but because he had a heart of gold.
All these characters, Elliot, Jasmine, TJ, Ray, Laura, Jason, Katie and all the others had so much love to give and cared so much about one another like a big family. They were definitely rich of love.
This was no easy tale but an emotionally painful and heartbreaking story about the most wonderful and realistically written people.
There was so much pain and heartache but also deep, pure and honest to God love. These innocent and vulnerable teenagers had it rough in their lives early on for different reasons, but they had found each other and gave each other strength, love and trust in their friendship. Elliot was such a sweet boy. My heart ached for what he was put through at school and I was amazed at how selfless he was despite everything. He didn't care what was being done to him as long as his loved ones were okay. He brought me to tears with his big caring heart and it broke my heart how horrible he was treated in school by those bullies.
Jasmine was a sweet girl and I could easily understand that she wanted to help Elliot. Her situation wasn’t so much easier with her mum blaming her for things she wasn’t at fault. I was just glad that she had Ray.
Their grown up selves were not as innocent anymore, had a lot more baggage to carry and to work through a lot, but no matter how thick the wall was they’d built around their hearts, a lot of restrained emotions were flowing through them.
‘You don’t see music, you feel it. Music doesn’t see color. Music transcends all stereotypes.’
Conclusion:
I don't need alphas, MCs or overdramatic storylines but exactly this! An honest, real life kind of story with genuine characters so humble and perfect, you can’t imagine that someone just made them up. A story so authentic and touching, you feel almost suffocated by all these overwhelming emotions swamping your body. This is an absolute must-read and re-read!
-- I voluntarily reviewed an ARC of this book given by Social Butterfly PR. --
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
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