Girl on the Brink
by Christina Hoag
Genre: YA Romance/Thriller
Release date: August 30th 2016
Fire and Ice YA/Melange Books
The summer before senior year, Chloe starts an internship as a reporter at a local newspaper. While on assignment, she meets Kieran, a quirky aspiring actor. Chloe becomes smitten with Kieran’s charisma and his ability to soothe her soul, torn over her parents’ impending divorce. But as their bond deepens, Kieran becomes smothering and flies into terrifying rages. He confides in Chloe that he suffered a traumatic childhood, and Chloe is moved to help him. If only he could be healed, she thinks, their relationship would be perfect. But her efforts backfire, and Kieran turns violent. Chloe breaks up with him, but Kieran pursues her relentlessly to make up. Chloe must make the heartrending choice between saving herself or saving Kieran, until Kieran’s mission of remorse turns into a quest for revenge.
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“An engrossing tale of a dangerous teen romance.” -- Kirkus Reviews
“Girl on the Brink is a must have for every high school and public library.” – Isabelle Kane, Wisconsin high school librarian
I switch on the machine, and it grinds to life. I wish I could help him. He told me he just wanted me to love him. Love. Wholehearted, pure, simple. “All you need is love,” like that old song goes. That’s all I can do—love Kieran.
I go over to his camper later. He presents me a dozen red roses and a heart-shaped gold pendant with a little diamond in it.
“I’m so sorry for how I acted, Chloe. It won’t happen again.” He looks like a forlorn puppy.
I bury my nose in the bouquet’s sweet fragrance. It won’t happen again because Kieran poured out his soul to me. “It’s not your fault. We’re in this together now.”
He kisses me fiercely. “Sweetpea, you’re the best. Let me put the necklace on you.”
He clasps the chain around my neck, and I fill an old peanut butter jar with water.
“You know something? We’re like a Venn diagram,” I say as I put the roses in the jar.
“A Venn diagram? I gotta hear this.”
“Yeah, overlapping circles, and the overlap keeps getting bigger.”
“Until we’re one circle together. I get it. You’re deep, Chloe. I never met anyone like you.”
“I never met anyone like you.”
“Let’s go out on the lake in Claudette’s boat.”
“A Venn diagram,” he repeats as we walk to the backyard. “Only you would compare us to something out of a math textbook.” He chuckles.
A dinghy, tied to a rickety jetty, bobs on the water. Squatting, Kieran reels it in, and holds it as I step in. I shriek as the boat rocks.
“I’ve got you, sweetpea, don’t worry.”
I sit on a bench as Kieran unties the rope and pushes us into the river. He rows with giant pulls, the oars slicing the water. We reach midstream, and he pulls up the oars into their locks. We arrange ourselves so I’m lying on his chest in the vee of his legs. We let the current carry us lazily as twilight drops its gauze curtain. The only sound is the lapping water.
I trail a hand in the cool river. “What if I was kidnapped and taken off to the deepest jungle in the Congo, what would you do?”
“I’d call every senator, congressman, the president, whatever, then I’d fly there and hire trackers to find you. I wouldn’t rest until I got you back.”
Somehow I believe him. “You would totally do that, wouldn’t you?”
“You’re the most important thing in my life, Chloe. I’d never give up.”
I twist my head to look up at him. “I’ve never felt so…protected before. My parents never stood up for me. In fourth grade, these girls were bullying and teasing me on my way to school every day. I told my mom. She never did anything. I had to find a new way to school on my own.”
“Nothing like that will happen to you while I’m around. I got your back, Chloe, totally.”
I kiss the palm of his hand. He is so utterly, completely and absolutely there for me, and it’s the most awesome, perfect feeling in the world.