GENRE: YA Contemporary Romance
The squeaking of the nurses shoes was driving Serenity insane. She knew they were hovering outside the room, waiting for them to say their goodbyes so the orderlies could wrap the body in a sheet and take her grandma to the morgue. But she was going to take every God damn minute she wanted and they could wait. Serenity glanced over at where Quill had stationed himself against the wall, his heel tapping out a never ending beat to some song in his head, his eyes refusing to look at the lifeless body of the only person who had ever cared about them. She was surprised he’d lasted as long as he had. Quill didn’t do emotions.
Serenity rubbed her thumb across the back of her Grandma’s cool hand before dropping her forehead to the edge of the mattress. She wanted to cry but the emotions building up in her were so much bigger than what crying could ever release. Her grandma had saved her. Had saved Quill. Had pulled her out of the darkness her s***** mom had put them in. Sitting beside the lifeless body of her grandma, she felt the blackness closing in again. They were screwed and there was nothing she could do about it.
Quill pushed off the wall, rubbing his hands up and down the front of his jeans. “I got to get out of here.” Wetness pooled around the edges of his eyes. He was going to go straight to his buddy’s house to drink this day away.