Title: Someone I Used To Know
Author: Patty Blount
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary
Release Date: August 7, 2018
Publisher: Sourcebooks Fire
Format: Digital eBook / Print
Digital ISBN: B07C933LP6
Print ISBN: 9781492632818
Synopsis:
It’s been two years since the night that changed Ashley’s
life. Two years since she was raped by her brother's teammate. And a year since
she sat in a court and watched as he was given a slap on the wrist sentence.
But the years have done nothing to stop the pain.
It’s been two years of hell for Derek. His family is totally
messed up and he and his sister are barely speaking. He knows he handled it all
wrong. Now at college, he has to come to terms with what happened, and the rape
culture that he was inadvertently a part of that destroyed his sister's life.
When it all comes to a head at Thanksgiving, Derek and
Ashley have to decide if their relationship is able to be saved. And if their
family can ever be whole again.
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Excerpt:
Copyright©
2018 Someone I Used To Know
Patty
Blount
This novel is a companion
story to my award-winning SOME BOYS. In this scene, Ian Russell, one of the
main characters in Some Boys, meets Derek Lawrence in SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW.
~*~
Derek
A knot forms in my gut, a thick and oily clot of
guilt. I sink on to the first bench I spot, clutching my middle and trying like
hell not to puke. Damn it, I wish to hell I’d beaten the snot out of Victor
Patton.
Came close to it.
“Hey, man.”
I twitch and find some guy sitting beside me. No
idea where he came from. He’s older than I am, but not by much. Mid-twenties,
maybe? Dark hair, dark eyes, some serious muscle.
I nod and shift away, willing my stomach to
settle down.
“I’m gonna say something to you,” the guy says.
“And you can tell me to buzz off, or you can listen. I see you sitting here,
green around the gills, gripping one of those rally flyers, and see a look on
your face I know well.”
I shift back to study him. He meets my gaze
without flinching, and there’s something in his tone that tells me he’s not
kidding.
“Somebody you love got assaulted,” he says, and
before I can say anything—before I can even think of
something to say—he adds, “Me too.”
I stare at him in disbelief. Are we supposed to
do some kind of male bonding over rape...some sort of weird bro hug and then
share our feelings? That kink in my gut unclenches, and my breakfast comes up
and out. I manage to turn away before I ruin this guy’s day and spew into the
bushes behind the bench. It takes a few minutes. When I’m finally empty and
want to crawl into the gutter to die, the guy shoves a bottle of water into my
field of vision.
“Take it. Keep it.”
Grateful, I crack the seal, chug, and rinse out
my mouth. Then I take a nice gulp, sit back on the bench, and wipe my mouth.
“Thanks,” I offer a few minutes later, when I’m sure I’m not dying.
“Yeah, no big.”
There’s a long pause. “Girlfriend?” he asks
after a minute. And it takes me another minute to figure out he’s asking who I
know that got raped. I shake my head.
“Sister.”
“Oh, man. I’m sorry.”
I only nod. What else is there to say? In
silence, we watch the perky girl with the clipboard chase down two guys on
Rollerblades to sign up for the rally.
He snorts out a laugh. “That girl has some serious
fun attitude.”
I laugh, too. “That’s an oxymoron, no?”
Shrugging, he says, “Maybe. Never could keep
those lit terms straight.”
That makes me wonder about him. “You’re not a
student?”
“No,” he admits. “I graduated a few years ago.
Degree in engineering. I work in the city now.”
“So what are you doing here?”
He sighs and looks back to the quad where Perky
Girl’s got another pair of guys on the hook for rally duty. “Over there. Under
the Rock Stock tent. Black boots.”
I scan the area, find the tent, and see a bunch
of people under it. But the black boots do it for me. The girl is hot, like
off-the- charts hot. Long wild hair, dark sunglasses, jeans, and a black shirt
that’s held together with a series of metal rings. She looks like the lead
singer from some hard rock band.
“Oh! I’m sorry. Was she—”
“Yeah. Back in high school. By my friend. At a
party she only went to because she hoped I’d be there.”
“I'm sorry.” I sigh.
“I came over here to talk to you because you
looked like— well, like a guy about to
puke.”
My face gets hot. I swallow another gulp of
water and look away. But I can’t deny I’m curious. “How do you...” Deal with
it? Avoid killing the guy who did it? I wave my hand, trying to fill in that
blank but coming up empty.
He angles his head, studying me. “Get over my
guilt?”
Okay. That works, too.
He takes another look at the girl in the black
boots and shrugs.
“Still working on it. Being here is part of it.
She’s doing the keynote speech at the rally. Took me a while, but I finally
figured out that therapy’s not so bad, either.”
My parents wanted us all to go to therapy, but I
said no way. Maybe that was a mistake. “Can I ask you something?”
The guy nods.
I swallow more water. “You ever say something
you can’t take back? Something that made her hate you.”
He grins and rolls his eyes. “God, yes. I can’t
watch a Star Wars movie without wanting to kick my own ass.”
“Huh?”
He waves a hand. “Long story. I was a real dick
to her, embarrassing her in front of my friends so they wouldn’t turn on me.
She forgave me. Somewhere along the line, I figured out how to forgive myself
so I could be the man she deserves.”
Forgive myself. That’s exactly what Brittany
said. I consider that for a couple of minutes and then shake my head. “I gotta
go.” I stand up. “Thanks for the water and for—” I wave a hand. “You know.”
“Yeah. No problem. Hope we see you at the rally.
Trust me, she’s something.” He jerks a thumb toward the girl in the black
boots, and I don’t doubt him for a second.
“Yeah. Maybe.”
He extends a hand. “Ian.”
I shake it. “Derek,” I say. “Thanks again.”
“Here.” He fishes through his pockets and comes
out with a business card. “My cell number. I can help. If you want.”
I take off, tucking the card into my pocket
along with the blue-and-white flyer. I don’t even know why I’m keeping them.
It’s not like there’s any way Ashley’s gonna forgive me. I’m not even sure I
can forgive myself. I’ll never be the hero again in her eyes.
Guest Post:
Books to
Read After SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW
My latest
novel, SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW, deals with the aftermath of sexual assault. It’s
certainly not the first novel that addresses rape; Laurie Halse Anderson’s
SPEAK is the first title that comes to everyone’s mind. But rape is a
complicated issue with lots of facets– there’s toxic masculinity, misogyny, sexism, and so on
that can impact a survivor’s healing process. Here are some books to read after
SOMEONE that cover those facets.
Here are
some more:
1.
C.Desir’s
Fault Line
2. Wrecked by Maria Padian
3. Moxie by Jennifer Mathieu
4. The Way I Used To Be by Amber Smith
5. The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult
Patty Blount grew up quiet
and somewhat invisible in Queens, NY, but found her voice writing smart and
strong characters willing to fight for what’s right. Today, she’s the
award-winning author of edgy, realistic, gut-wrenching contemporary and young
adult romance. Still a bit introverted, she gets lost often, eats way too much
chocolate, and tends to develop mad, passionate crushes on fictional characters…and
actors like Gilles Marini….and Sam Heughan. Okay, so Patty’s not nearly as cool as her characters, but
she is a solid supporter of women’s rights and loves delivering school
presentations.
Patty is best known for her internet issues novels, including SOME BOYS, a 2015 CLMP Firecracker
winner and RWA Rita Finalist, and SEND, a 2012 Junior Library Guild Fall
Pick. Her upcoming release, SOMEONE I
USED TO KNOW, has already been selected as a 2018 Junior Library Guild Fall
Pick. Visit her website at pattyblount.com, where you can sign up for her
newsletter. She blogs at YA
Outside the Lines and is also active on Twitter and Facebook. When she’s not
writing, Patty loves to watch bad sci-fi movies, live tweeting the hilarity,
and scour Pinterest for ideas on awesome bookcases. Patty lives on Long Island
with her family in a house that, sadly, lacks bookcases. She loves hearing from
readers, especially when they tell her she’s cool (even though she knows it’s
not true), and is easily bribed with chocolate. Never underestimate the power
of chocolate.
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