Beg You to Trust Me (Lindon U #2)(118)

Like my friendship with Olive, and the blossoming one between Aliyah and I since she told off Becca at the beginning of the semester and cut ties with her and Dee, I have a feeling this relationship with Danny is for the long-term. Especially when he came with me to the therapist’s office in the Student Center after I booked an appointment to finally talk to someone.

Sighing at his supportive nature, my focus goes to the man himself who instantly finds my eyes in the crowd like he knows I’m watching him.

I smile.

He smirks and shoots me a wink.

And his mother squeezes me again like she thinks the same thing I do about what the future holds for me and her son.

After the ceremony, Danny and I walk side by side to see Caleb and Raine surrounded by a group of friends and family.

Caleb sinks down onto a knee.

I clench onto Danny’s hand, feeling my heart thunder in my chest at what we’re about to witness. I’ve only ever seen this sort of thing in movies.

“Will you marry me?” Caleb asks his long-time girlfriend.

Raine looks at the crowd wide-eyed before glancing back down at her boyfriend kneeled in front of her.

Slowly, her head shakes. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Caleb.”

People start muttering around us.

Danny cusses under his breath.

My jaw drops.

Raine whispers, “I can’t.”



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When my big brother warned me away from his archnemesis, I was positive he was overreacting about the hockey player’s reputation.





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And when he told me not to get involved with Lindon U’s top left wing, I accepted his one demand like a challenge.





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Because despite Sebastian’s warnings, I was obsessed with Alexander O’Conner.





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He was talented, hot, and undoubtedly going pro.





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But when I found myself in the middle of the war between my brother and my crush, I couldn’t figure out which side to pick.





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Because the truth was, I loved my brother. But after months of hooking up with his enemy, I realized I was in love with Alex too….





ACKNOWLEDGMENTS





The biggest person I want to thank is the same person I dedicated this novel to. But first I want to tell you how this story came to be and why my real life “Olive” means so much to me.

I wrote Beg You to Trust Me based on my own experiences at the first college I attended. My freshman year was not ideal. I got involved with the wrong kind of people who constantly tore me down with words and judgements. I was introverted and very, very shy so I tried sticking to my roommate and some other girls who were a little more extroverted than me to attempt to come out of my shell.

Unfortunately, along the way, I lost myself. I realized too late that those girls I was trying to be like were not who I wanted to be. They made harsh comments about everything, and judged people simply because they were different than them.

I spent my freshman year being bullied about my weight, about my quiet personality, and about everything in between. If guys showed me any attention, I was a whore. It didn’t matter if I paid those guys any attention or not. If I kept to myself and tried to stay out of the drama, I was lame. Weird. Fake.

Like Skylar, I moved out of my very first dorm room and the environment that was making me stressed and sick. I thought it would be better for both myself and my roommate, but it only made things worse. And I’ll take some responsibility for that. I hadn’t been able to tell my roommate that I was leaving, and she walked in on me packing my things. Had I tried? Sure. Had I tried hard? No.

The truth is, there are a lot of conversations in this novel that happened in real life. Things that my former roommate said and things that were whispered about me behind my back. It got to the point where I didn’t feel comfortable going out at all. Going to the dining hall made me feel like an anxious mess because I knew my roommate had been talking about me to anybody who would listen and all I could feel were eyes on me.

If I’m being honest, this book changed drastically from the first draft to the one you read. Because in the first version, Skylar was weak. She let everybody step on her. She never fought back. And the only reason I wrote her like that was because that was what I did. I sat down and took it until I chose to remove myself from that campus altogether. I transferred out and didn’t look back.

Simply put, Skylar had no backbone, and nobody would have liked her. I needed to create somebody stronger than me. Somebody more people could relate to. And I needed to give her a support system.

I didn’t have a Danny.

But I had an Olive—Olivia.

It wasn’t until Olivia invited me to her wedding in the state I’d gone to college my freshman year that I realized how badly I needed to write this book. I needed to write my story in a way that would give me a sense of closure, especially before I went back to Vermont and saw some of the people I’d walked away from.