Saving Quinton By by Jessica Sorensen
(Nova #2)Genre: Contemporary, Romance, College
Age Group: New Adult
Expected publication: February 4th 2014 by Forever
Pages: 384
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Nova has haunted his dreams for nearly a year-but Quinton never thought a sweet, kind person like her would care enough about a person like him. To Quinton, a dark, dangerous life is exactly what he deserves. And Nova has no place in it. But Nova has followed him to Las Vegas, and now he must do whatever it takes to keep her away, to maintain his self-imposed punishment for the unforgivable things he's done. But there's one flaw in his plan: Nova isn't going anywhere . . .
My Thoughts:
"How do you get through to someone who doesn't want you to get to them? How do you save someone who doesn't want to be save"
Nova finally has gotten she help she needs to straighten out her life. She refuses to go to that dark place again. It if wasn't for Quinton rejecting her, she would've never seen the last video Landon made before his suicide that helped her get past her issues. Now Nova wants to help Quinton, but she hasn't seen him in months. When she gets a lead of where he is she refuses to back down. She refuses to leave until she gets him the help but it could break her but at least she can say she tried.
"Quinton, the beautiful artist, who carries guild on his shoulders, who, even in his darkest times made me smile when no one else could, who showed me a dark world that made me what to see the light again. And I want to make him see the light, too. I just need to find him."
Quinton just needs to forget his life, Nova, Lexi, everyone and everything. Drugs do that for him. Things are starting to go down when money does missing, dealers come around with pipes and Nova comes to find him. Quinton just wants to forget her but shes slowly making her way back into his heart reminding him about the things he desperately wants to forget.
"Sometimes you can't help people no matter how much you want to."
This is a story of drugs, addiction and guilt. If your looking for a sappy love story where everything is sunshine and rainbows don't bother reading this book. This book is dark and intense. I loved how there was never a dull moment and that there was so much going on. The ending was interesting I'm curious of what happens next. After knowing about their pasts from the first book its easy to connect to these characters and be heartbroken to Quinton and Nova. Watching Quinton sink deeper into drugs and how unfortunate his life is getting and seeing how Nova was slowly sinking into that dark place to try to help him. Its hard not get get emotions and feel for these characters.
"I feel like banging my head on the wall, surrounded by a ton of people who need help, but don't want it. And I'm not strong enough to help all of them at once. What am I supposed to do? Keep trying until I break? Walk away and always regret not staying? Because I know that's where this will go."
There is so much to love about this book but nearly impossible to talk about without ruining the book. The closest I can get without ruining the book for you readers is putting up these quotes. You must read the book to know how great it is. If you don't read it you'll be missing out. Highly Recommend! 5 of 5 stars!
"There are so many things I won't but the biggest question I'll always have is if he's okay,"
“Nova,
get in here,” Lea, my best friend and roommate for the last year,
calls out from my room, interrupting my video making. “I think I
found something.”
I
open my eyes and stare at my image on the screen, so different from
how I appeared last summer when I was addicted to several things,
including denial. “I’ll pick up on this later,” I say to my
camera phone, then click it off and flip upright, getting to my feet.
Blood
rushes down from my head and vertigo sets in, sending the nearly
empty room around me spinning. I brace my hand against the wall and
make my way to the bedroom.
“What’d
you find?” I ask Lea as I stumble through the doorway.
She’s
sitting on the floor in the midst of our packing boxes with the
computer on her lap, her back against the wall and her legs stretched
out in front of her. “An old newspaper article on the Internet that
mentions a Quinton Carter involved in a fatal car accident in
Seattle.”
I
briefly stop breathing. “What’s it say?” I whisper, fearing the
truth. She skims the article on the screen. “It says that he was
one of the drivers and that two people in the car he was driving were
dead on arrival.” She pauses, sucking in a slow breath. “And it
says that he died, too, but that the paramedics revived him.”
I
swallow hard as denial begins to evaporate and I’m forced to admit
the truth. All that time I spent with Quinton and I didn’t know the
dark secrets eating away at him. “Are you sure that’s what it
says?” I ask her, denial trying to grasp hold one last time. I’m
trying to hold on to the idea that Quinton just does drugs because
he’s bored. Things would be easier if that were the case. Well, not
easy, but then I’d just be helping him with addiction instead of
what’s hidden beneath the addiction. And things are never easy—life
never is. Mine isn’t. Landon’s wasn’t. Quinton’s isn’t.
Lea’s isn’t. So many heartbreaking stories and I wish I could
document them all.
Lea
glances up from the screen with a look of sympathy on her face. “I’m
sorry, Nova.”
I
take several deep breaths, fighting the urge to count the cracks in
the ceiling as I sink down on the mattress, wondering what I’m
supposed to do. The plan was to move out of the apartment and head
back home for summer break. Spend three months in my hometown, Maple
Grove, until I return to Idaho to start my junior year of college.
And I’m one for following plans, otherwise the undetermined future
unsettles me. It’s one of the things I learned to do to help
alleviate my anxiety.
I
had plans this summer, to spend time with my mom, play music with Lea
when she visits for a few weeks, and work on a documentary, maybe
even get some better camera equipment. But as I take in what I’ve
just learned about Quinton, I’m starting to wonder if I should be
following a different plan, one that I should have followed nine
months ago, only I wasn’t in the right state of mind to.
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