SLAMMED by Colleen Hoover

(Read November 19th., 2012)

Synopsis:

Following the unexpected death of her father, 18-year-old Layken is forced to be the rock for both her mother and younger brother. Outwardly, she appears resilient and tenacious, but inwardly, she's losing hope. 
Enter Will Cooper: The attractive, 21-year-old new neighbor with an intriguing passion for slam poetry and a unique sense of humor. Within days of their introduction, Will and Layken form an intense emotional connection, leaving Layken with a renewed sense of hope.
Not long after an intense, heart-stopping first date, they are slammed to the core when a shocking revelation forces their new relationship to a sudden halt. Daily interactions become impossibly painful as they struggle to find a balance between the feelings that pull them together, and the secret that keeps them apart




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4 Stars!

I really enjoyed the story and how it was written. 
I loved the Idea of two young people struggling with life.
I def loved the "slamming". I'd love to go on a "slam". Sadly we don't have such things here, well at least I think we don't.

Although It's a sad story.. about life and death (emphasize on LIFE :)) ) but it had happy ending!
And this book really made me stop and think about everything... How grateful I am of what I have.
This book made me cry more then once.. and it's ok. cause now I appreciate even MORE what I HAVE!

Thank You Colleen for this journey. I got Schooled by this book, big time!


My fav slam...

"BLUE SWEATER

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Do you hear that?

That's the sound of my heart beating...

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Do you hear that? That's the sound of your heart beating.

It was the first day of October. I was wearing my blue sweater, you know the one I bought atDillard’s? The one with a double knitted hem and holes in the ends of the sleeves that Icould poke my thumbs through when it was cold but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was thesame sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the stars on the ocean.

You promised to love me forever that night...

and boy

did you

ever!


It was the first day of December this time. I was wearing my blue sweater, you know the one I bought at Dillard’s? The one with a double knitted hem and holes in the ends of the sleeves that I could poke my thumbs through when it was cold but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the stars on the ocean. 

I told you I was three weeks late

You said it was fate.

You promised to love me forever that night...

and boy

did you

ever!


It was the first day of May. I was wearing my blue sweater, although this time the double stitched hem was worn
and the strength of each thread tested as they were pulled tight against my growing belly. You know the one. The same one I bought at Dillard’s? The one with holes in the ends of the
sleeves that I could poke my thumbs through when it was cold
but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater
you said made my eyes look like reflections of the stars on the
ocean.

The SAME sweater you RIPPED off of my body as
you shoved me to the floor,

calling me a whore ,

telling me

you didn't love me

anymore.

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Do you hear that? That's the sound of my heart beating.

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Bom Bom...

Do you hear that? That's the sound of your heart
beating.

(There is a long silence as she clasps her hands to her stomach, tears streaming down her face)

Do you hear that? Of course you don't. That's the silence
of my womb.

Because you

RIPPED

OFF

MY

SWEATER!"