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Title: Bleeding Like Me
Author: Riley Parks
Release Date: November 21st 2017
Genre: MM Contemporary Dark Romance
Published by: Boroughs Publishing
BLURB
Being gay in their neighborhood is perilous. Being gay in a street gang is unheard of. Being gay and in love with a man in a rival gang is a death wish. Through drug addiction, brutality, and seemingly endless peril, they remain; finding stability within each other that shouldn’t exist in their volatile world.
BEAUTIFUL CONTRADICTION
He didn't paint people; the curves of their bodies and angles of their faces never interested him as much as cityscapes. The circumstances of his life had compelled him to create new worlds that he could get lost in rather than reflect the features of the people he ran from. He constructed buildings from their foundations, making them taller and stronger than he was. He adorned the edifices with countless windows, always left open or cracked so hope could pour in and fears could seep out. Tree lined streets reminded him how to breathe, pumping oxygen through the atmosphere, off the canvas, and into his lungs.He didn't paint people until the day he no longer desired the anonymity of his cities. The streets didn't feel like his escape anymore, not like him. Cerulean skies gave way to pale blue eyes and bus routes to pink pouts. Evan didn't paint people until he painted Jackson.
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As they turned onto Pershing, Evan heard a car revving behind them. The sound wasn’t out of the ordinary but the yelling that came after it was. “This is for Kaneos.” Successive pops from an AK-47 had him diving to the ground to curl up in the fetal position, gasping when he heard a body drop next to him with a sickening thud. “Rest in pieces, motherfuckers.”
When he heard the car speed away, Evan lifted his head, disgusted to see Chance’s brain matter strewn across the blood-drenched sidewalk.
“Don’t fucking puke now,” Micah warned. “Wait until we get away from the scene.” Without a moment’s hesitation he was on his feet running, waving for Evan to follow him. “C’mon, Goodwyn, run.”
“Shouldn’t we call nine-one-one?” Evan asked frantically as he ran after Micah.
“He’s dead, cuz,” Micah replied, glancing at Evan as he caught up. Micah shook his head and grimaced. “Ain’t nothing anybody can do for him now.”
“Fuck.” Evan had seen dead people before, but that was at wakes, not in the middle of the fucking sidewalk. He wondered if he’d ever be able to get that image out of his head. He hoped so. The sound of screams echoed behind them as traumatized people discovered the bloody body.
“Yeah, fucking Demonz. Don’t know what the fuck Chance did to piss them off, but them pussy asses never miss an opportunity to light one of us up,” Micah sighed. “Over here, yo.” They ran down an alley and watched as police cars sped down the street, sirens blaring and horns beeping. The ambulance wasn’t far behind and they both shook their heads, knowing it wasn’t needed.
Evan leaned back against the warm brick wall, desperately attempting to catch the breath he’d left on Pershing. Closing his eyes, he attempted to steel himself, but immediately saw Chance’s hollowed-out head. He felt his stomach flip angrily and crouched over so he could upchuck his breakfast.
“First time?” Micah asked, clearly knowing the answer. He laid a soothing hand on Evan’s back as he nodded and then puked again. “It’ll get easier.”
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