by Briana Pacheco
Publication date: December 4th 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance
A New Adult romance stand-alone novel.
I don’t want to be here.
When you lose the one person that was your whole life, you’ll understand. For me, it was my best friend, Alice. We spent every second of every day together. We planned a life. I was actually living. I was happy.
Now, it’s just gone.
And I’m still here. Lonely. A tatted up body with an empty soul.
Getting inside of my head won’t be pretty. I’m warning you now that you won’t like me. I hate people besides my family. I hate everything around me. I just want to be alone. And I HATE how Logan Mercer doesn’t understand that. He’s everywhere; getting inside of my head, kissing me when he shouldn’t be, messing everything up, and trying to get me to open up. He’s making me crazier than I already am. Why do I need to talk about my life? Why does he even care?
Why doesn’t anyone understand that I don’t want to get attached to people? I don’t want to get fixed.
I want to be alone.
I want to be free.
I want to fly.
My name is Rebeckah Lennox and this is my story…of how I fell.
WARNING: Due to heavy subject matter, strong language, possible triggering descriptions of self-harm and some sexual situations this book is not recommended for anyone under the age of 17.
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Fuck. Last night. Logan.
“I have to go,” I said, trying to sit up but Logan held me down.
“I can drive you anywhere,” he said.
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
“Please don’t feel pressured into watching me. You really don’t have to. I just need to get out of here.”
“Rebeckah, I don’t have to. I want to.”
“You just feel sorry for me. I’m sorry to disappoint but that’s all I’m good at.”
“Hey,” He caressed my cheek as he stared into my eyes like he was trying to get into my soul. “If you’re talking about last night then don’t worry about it. Shit happens.”
“You know I’m fucked up. Any sane person sees it.”
“You’re not fucked up.” I raised an eyebrow. What else would someone call it then? High on life? Fucking shitting rainbows? I don’t fucking know, I’m making shit up to see if anything works. “Okay, you’re a little fucked up.” That’s it. “But so is everyone else.”
He held out his hand again and I took it.
Logan sat down on the stool and pulled the handle.
The reels started rotating. And I started biting my nails. God, what is happening to me? I don’t bite my nails.
Jackpot. Jackpot. Cherry.
“Told you.” I said, my old mood making a comeback when I realized that bear is not coming home with me.
“Two jackpots,” Bozo said. “You get another go. Remember, man, this is the last one.” He glanced at me and smirked. “I think you’re going home empty-handed.”
“I’d say you’re reading your own future, buddy,” Logan said. “The girls are loving the bozo wig.” He deadpanned. I couldn’t help but laugh and so did the crowd a couple feet behind us.
Bozo rolled his eyes and waved us the all clear.
“I need more luck.” Logan said, his eyes glowed bluer than I’ve ever seen them. What could I possibly do for more luck?
“What? Should I blow you right now?” I joked.
His jaw twitched as his eyes fell to my mouth. God, I’m tempted to do it now. I don’t care that there are people watching. I should have kept my mouth shut.
Logan leaned into me, his lips touching mine.
“You have to believe it,” he whispered. I can’t think about anything besides his lips on mine. Fuck. He’s really distracting.
He can win the bear. I though. Please win the bear.
He pressed his lips into mine as his free hand pulled the handle again. When he let it go, he slipped his hand out of mine and placed both on my hips, deepening the kiss.
Win the fucking bear!
Win the fucking bear!
I’m so lost right now. Logan is breaking down my walls by crashing through. He’s making me want something. He’s making me want him. And I don’t know how I should feel about it.
“Feeling lucky?” Logan asked finding my eyes. I just nodded. My words are trapped in my throat waiting for his tongue to take them.
We turned and stared at the reels rotating.
I’m not dateable. I’m not the girl you bring home to meet your parents. I’m not even the girl you leave your animals with. I’m the girl you stay away from because I’m bad news. I’m the girl that gets into trouble. I’m the girl your parents use as an example to stay clear of and find a girl with clean skin, a nice mouth and manners. No one wants to date a bitch. You just fuck them.
Briana Pacheco hates referring to herself in third person so let’s start off with I’m the author of the Enough Trilogy, Don’t Let Me Fall, and many more books to come in the future. I’m from Boston and a wannabe explorer so one day I’ll travel the world. So far, that’s only happening when I write but I’m not giving up just yet. I love coffee, music and books, and I have an obsession with tattoos and accents. Sadly, I have neither so I make my characters have them instead. I’m an avid reader and if I’m not writing, you’ll find me with a book (or Kindle) in my hands. I love hearing from readers about anything so please don’t be shy and stalk me.
Q: What inspired you to write your newest book?
A: People in general. Everything a person says or does-positive and negative-is powerful. I admit to people-watching so I see a lot of things. What captures my attention the most are the quiet people. The ones taking everything in but not letting anything out. They’re fighting their own battles that no one can see. They feel trapped and I want to set them free in any way I can. That includes writing.
Q: How did you come up with the title?
A: Don’t Let Me Fall’s title hit me while I was about to fall asleep one night. Rebeckah’s story will not be pretty nor happy. She wants to give up and in a way, she already has. I wanted to give her something to fight for. To live for. I didn't want her to fall.
Q: Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?
A: Yes, I want readers to see the ugly side of life; the hurt, the pain and the loss one goes through when losing a vital part of your life bur I also want readers to see that there is hope. After everything, giving up shouldn't be an option.
Q: What is your favorite book?
A: I have to cheat and go with a series. Two to be exact. The Addicted series and the spin-off, the Calloway Sisters by Krista and Becca Ritchie. I absolutely adore these ladies and they are on my auto-buy list!
Q: Do you see writing as a career?
A: Writing is my life. I’d do it all day long if I had the chance!
Q: Do you have to travel much concerning your book(s)?
A: My books; The Enough Trilogy and Don’t Let Me Fall, take place in or around Boston because it’s where I’m from so everything is within grasp. I need to travel soon for upcoming books and I’m looking forward to it!
Q: Do you have any advice for other writers?
A: Write. Whenever you have time and the voices in your head don’t stop, just write. Don’t let anyone stop you. The best ideas come when you least expect them.
Q: Do you listen to music while you write? What’s your favorite song?
A: All the time. Music plays a huge part in my writing so the playlists are on repeat while working on my book. And as of right now, my favorite song will have to be Untitled 27 by Polly Scattergood. It’s the theme song for Don’t Let Me Fall and 100% Rebeckah.
Q: Where can I stalk you?
A: (Love this question) You can find me on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Tumblr and Goodreads.
Guest Post: Why the teddy bear?
It’s kind of hard to see but the model on Don’t Let Me Fall’s cover is holding a teddy bear. It has a significant meaning throughout the book involving Rebeckah’s late friend, Alice.
Alice gave Rebeckah a teddy bear freshman year of college who was later named, Ally-bear. Rebeckah kept it through the years because it was special. After Alice’s gruesome death, Rebeckah has the bear to hold on to while grieving over the sudden loss.
Later on in the book, you’ll find out something happens to the bear, causing Rebeckah to not only lose the only connection to her best friend, but also feeling like she lost Alice all over again.
The bear will symbolize many things throughout the book but the most important are friendship, anguish, solitude, and love. All at different times, that is. I wanted something so small and common to mean much more. Some people think of a teddy bear as a bear. Something insignificant that losing it wouldn't matter but to Rebeckah, it's her hold onto her past. The past where she was actually happy and living.
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