He Broke Me To Save Me

Summary

My brain has always worked a little slower than everyone else’s. They called me "delayed."

But the year I turned twelve—the year I was supposedly at my most foolish—I took a pair of kitchen shears to my hair, chopped it all off, and appointed myself the personal knight to Gideon Roth.

Gideon was the illegitimate boy next door. The one who absorbed every ounce of the neighborhood's cruelty.

When his vicious older brother locked him in the estate’s dog kennels, I threw myself at the chain-link gate to drag him out. The scars from where the guard dogs bit my arm are still there today.