[cw self-harm]

1) "'I tried to kill somebody,' Sadie said softly, and Chad laughed in a way that made her want to strangle him. He laughed like he didn't believe her.
'Yeah, me too.' Cigarette gripped between teeth and lips, he held his bare wrists up in the moonlight so that she could see the scars there, jagged pink lines that resembled streaks of lightning flashing across the morning sky.
'That's not what I meant,' Sadie said, although this was partially a lie. She did mean it that way, but she meant it another way, too, and she wanted Chad to understand that. She wanted him to know that she was both worse and different than him, different than everyone here, with their sadness and their anger and all their messy needs. It was bad enough, her rubbing against him like she had, taking what she wanted, just because she'd felt hot and aching and driven.
Hurting other people wasn't all that different, though. That was also a form of taking and she did it all the time. Sometimes she wished she didn't. Sometimes the things she took were unforgivable and she'd give anything to have better control over herself.
Then again, sometimes Sadie was bored.
And oftentimes, that was more than enough."

2) "Over a span of ten days they'd explored the bustling streets of Beijing and Tianjin, before moving south to Ningbo. There they'd ambled along the coast and made their way into the steep-pitched mountains, staying overnight in a forest where hot water bubbled up from the earth and the air smelled of licorice. Her father, Sadie had realized somewhere on that trip, was not a happy person. But he wasn't trying to be happy and his not trying meant he wasn't dissatisfied. At the time, this insight had pleased Sadie.
It had made sense.
Not too many things made sense to her anymore, though. Maybe that's what her therapist would try and fix. Get her to be content with her discontent and not work so damn hard to make other people miserable just because she was bored. But in truth, being alone with her boring discontent sounded like a pretty shitty time, which was the reason she planned on driving Emerson Tate a little crazy now that he thought he was better than her.
It was the reason she did a lot of things.
Sadie wandered out to the main road and waited for cars to pass so that she could throw rocks at them."