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“Kiss me,” I demand, tugging his mouth to mine.
“With pleasure.”
The End
Playlist
Music plays such a huge role in the stories that I write and Garrett and Mia’s story was no different. So many good songs to choose from! Upbeat songs like Ed Sheeran’s “Overpass Graffiti” to MKTO’s “Classic.” Songs that can rip your heart out like Tyler James Bellinger’s “Giving You Up” and Lindsey Stirling’s “Lose You Now.”
Want to listen to the music that inspired Garrett and Mia? Check out the playlist on Spotify by searching for the “Betting on the Beat” playlist.
You can find all the Heart Beats playlists on my website:
https://www.breannalynnauthor.com
About the Author
Breanna Lynn lives in Colorado with her two sets of twins (affectionately referred to as the Twinx), their two dogs, and two cats. A classy connoisseur of all things coffee, Breanna spends her time keeping the Twinx from taking over the world. When not coordinating chaos, Breanna can be found binge reading, listening to music, or watching rom-coms with a giant bowl of popcorn.
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Stitched
CHASHIREE M
Prologue
Present Day
‘Wow’. I think as I am looking at myself in the mirror. If someone would have told me six months ago I would be here, I would have looked them in the face and laughed. There is no way I should be here right now. I should be six feet under right now. The way my life was going, up until the very moment everything changed, I should be a corpse. I mean hell, I was already one.
For months I was a walking, living, breathing corpse. Maybe living is taking it a step too far. I wasn’t living. I was only existing. But barely.
When someone lives with the emotional and psychological abuse I have had to deal with, you learn not to expect too much out of life. You learn to fly under the radar and pray for invisibility.
That is what I was doing the day he found me. I was standing on the edge of never, praying for invisibility. But in truth, I was praying for the end and fully intended to see it through. Then he happened to me.
I didn’t know him from one person to the next on the street, nor did he me. But for some reason, he says something led him to the place I was at that particular night. Led him to me, so he could save me. Well, whatever it was it worked.
Here I am six months later, not fully healed psychologically or emotionally, but I am alive and learning to deal with these foreign feelings of happiness.
I am standing in front of a mirror with my best friend, him. Turning from one side to another as I look from different angles, while trying not to let the past intrude on my present.
After all, it is my wedding day, and I am supposed to be feeling elated and euphoric. Don’t get me wrong, I do feel all of those things. But, the overwhelming feeling I cannot seem to shake is, ‘It should have been me.’
Chapter One
LYDIA
Six Months Earlier
“Lydia. Lydia.” Oomph. I shift the blankets off my head as I felt something smack me in the back of the head. Looking out from the covers while still half asleep, I am not surprised to find my mom standing over me with a look of disgust. The same look of disgust I have seen my whole life. At least since my father left when I was five years old.
“Lydia, get your fucking lazy ass up and get ready. Today is the day. The day I finally get rid of you. We don’t want to be late for that, do we?” She asks as she walks away.
I am scheduled to leave for college today. Even though the campus is only an hour drive away, I know I will not be coming back. My mom has always made it clear, the only reason she kept me around is because she was able to get welfare for keeping me. But, if that was to ever change she would leave me on the doorstep of a church. At least it would be somewhere safe. When it came close to the time for me to graduate, she let me know in no uncertain terms I wouldn’t be one of those kids who lived at home and went to college.
