worth the wait

Olivia Beck isn't breathing. She hasn't been able to breathe for months - for years, really - but standing at the precipice of it all, she knows she's run out of places to hide from the skeletons in her closet. Cornered and suffocating, she knows she can either turn around and face what's been haunting her or take that next step and freefall until she hits rock bottom. Unfortunately for Olivia, she'd rather risk the fall than come face to face with the ghost of her past.

Luke McConnell is broken. A fucked up knee, a poorly patched-up heart, and gaping childhood wounds that carelessly placed bandaids don't seem to be disguising anymore. He's falling apart. But when his Coach mandates him to therapy, he knows he can't ignore his problems with a bottle of 42 and a perfectly executed punch line anymore. He's being ripped apart, stitch by stitch, and fuck if it doesn't hurt. The only consolation? The girl he's been hopelessly in love with for the past two and a half years - the girl he's been expressly forbidden from dating - is seeing the same therapist, and after collecting enough stolen glances in the therapy waiting room, even he can't deny that somehow, when they're standing close enough, their broken pieces seem to fit together perfectly.