Clean by Mia Kerick High school senior Lanny Keating has it all. A three-sport athlete at Lauserville High School looking at a college football scholarship, with a supportive family, stellar grades, boy band good looks… until the fateful day when it all falls apart.
Seventeen-year-old Trevor Ladd has always been a publicly declared zero and badboy. Abandoned by his mother and sexually abused by his legal guardian, Trevor sets his sights on mere survival.
Lanny seeks out Trevor’s companionship to avoid his shattered home life. Unwilling to share their personal experiences of pain, the boys explore ways to escape, leading them into sexual experimentation, and the abuse of illegal drugs and alcohol. Their mutual suffering creates a lasting bond of friendship and love.
When the time finally comes to get clean and sober, or flunk out of high school, only one of the boys graduate, while the other spirals downward into addiction.
Will Lanny and Trevor find the strength to battle their demons of mind-altering substances as well as emotional vulnerability?
Clean takes the reader on a gritty trip into the real and raw world of teenage substance abuse.
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My head’s pounding and I can’t go to school cuz of the bruises on the side of my head. They’ve swollen up into lumps—somebody’d notice for sure and in trying to “rescue poor Trevor from his abusive home life” the kindly teachers would report me to the Department of Youth Services and I’d get shipped off to some group home where I’d have to deal with the same shit Carl dishes out but I wouldn’t get to come and go as I please anymore. Shit I’m not even sure I could keep my wheels if I lived in a group home and that’s not gonna work for me…and then there’s Lanny.
I’d probably never hook up with him again and that’s a no-can-do for me. No can do.
Now my head’s spinning around and around with too many thoughts added to the pain cuz it hurts real bad. I can’t get my shit under control—got mixed feelings—and want out of this hellhole so bad but I can’t handle the empty feeling I get when I think of no more car and no more Lanny. Past time to get outta bed need to stop dwelling on shit that can’t be fixed.
Want a shower. I’ll feel better when I’m clean.
Go to the bathroom and strip off my clothes and lock the door cuz I’m not up for anymore tender lovin’ care from Captain Asshole this morning. Step in the shower and water drizzles over my head. It’s gotta be hotter I make it hotter and hotter so I almost can’t stand it…so I can maybe feel like I’m getting sorta clean. Don’t wanna think…don’t wanna think at all but my stupid-ass brain has other plans.