Behind the Bars, the first beautiful and emotional standalone in the all-new Music Street Series from Brittainy C. Cherry is available NOW!
When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops.
I was the awkward musician, and she was the high school queen.
The only things we had in common were our music and our loneliness.
Something in her eyes told me her smile wasn’t always the truth.
Something in her voice gave me a hope I always wished to find.
And in a flash, she was gone.
Years later, she was standing in front of me on a street in New Orleans.
She was different, but so was I. Life made us colder. Harder. Isolated.
Caged.
Even though we were different, the broken pieces of me recognized the sadness in her.
Now she was back, and I wouldn’t make the mistake of letting her go again.
When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops.
When we met again, she was the darkest storm.
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So I'm a little ashamed to say that I didnt like this book at first. I had a hard time connecting with young Jasmine and Elliot. In fact, I told my husband I was disappointed so far. Then about 15% the whammy's start. And they just keep going. Brittainy C. Cherry once again battered and shattered my poor heart. I started crying and didn't stop until the last page was turned. Oh my goodness what an emotional roller coaster that was.
Jasmine is sweet, sassy, and scarred on the inside. But that doesn't stop her from approaching each day with a smile on her face and happiness pasted over those scars. Elliot is sweet, talented, and a beautiful soul until life happens. Then he's battered, bruised, and puts on a cold act. Their connection as youngsters was almost immediate. Their chemistry innocent. But when they meet again? Will that love be enough to save them both? While Jasmine and Elliot did not grab my attention as teenagers, they certainly did as adults. I was drawn to that battered, scarred part of the both of them.
There is definitely drama and angst. Be prepared for an ugly cry--have lots of tissue, chocolate, and wine (if you drink it) handy. Once again, Cherry has blown me away with her talent to create a story that completely draws you in and overtakes your heart. This one'll stick with me for some time.
By the way, what happened to Todd’s nose?” I asked.
“I broke it,” Elliott said matter-of-factly.
“What? How? Why?”
He shrugged before turning to look out the window. “He called you a bad name.”
“What was it?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Eli,” I started.
He turned my way and locked his hazel eyes with my browns. “Jazz…” He shook his head. “It wasn’t true.”
I swallowed hard, a big part of me certain Todd’s words held some form of truth.
Elliott saw it in me—my fear. He kept shaking his head and whispered, “I don’t feel sorry for you. Sometimes you look at me like you think I feel sorry for you, and I want you to know I don’t. I think you’re perfect the way you are.”
I quietly laughed at him repeating the words I’d told him earlier. A few tears rolled down my cheeks. “I’m a little messed up.”
“I know.” He nodded. “That’s why I like you.”
He went back to staring out the window, and I kept staring at him.
And there it was.
So small, so tiny, so real.
Love.
It wasn’t love, but it was the beginning of it.
I knew I was young, and I knew it was stupid, but in that moment, I began to fall in love with the quiet boy who quietly cared for me. The boy who was scared and still strong. The boy who stood up for me when he was surrounded by reasons not to do such a thing. I hadn’t known much about love. I hadn’t known how it looked, felt, or tasted. I hadn’t known how it moved, how it flowed, but I knew my heart was tight and currently skipping a few beats. I understood the goose bumps covering my arms. I knew this stuttering boy who was sometimes so scared was someone worth loving. He was worth being the first one I gave my heart to.
I knew Elliott Adams was love.
And I was falling into him so fast.
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