one breaks my body, and the other breaks my soul

unique disaster, upcoming chapter excerpt

She was ashamed to admit that she could never remember that moment of penetration with any sort of clarity.  That fatal first thrust that had been the beginning of the end of everything she’d ever dreamed for herself.  There’d just been not there, and then suddenly there, and then it was all over except for the unyielding ache that settled in the following morning and the tiny, familiar stranger that had been pulled from the rubble nine months later.

pronouns are my enemies

as is the fact that everyone in this freaking story has AT LEAST two names.

behold the following excerpt:

For a fraction of a second, Quinn had been there, in Lucas, her acid tongue pressed against the back of his front teeth, ready to snap out a sharp refusal.  And then, just as quickly, she was gone again, not having said a word.  Winded, Lucas had gone into his room, settled down with a book, and tried to tune out the sounds of the shower running and Quinn’s disembodied voice breaking through a slightly-sharp rendition of “I Can’t Fight This Feeling.” 

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in other news, however, this is shaping up to be my longest “lucas” update so far.  i’m almost 1,200 words in with a bit more still to cover.  i hope to get it posted soon!