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Thank fuck for that, because you’re ruining all of me right now, I thought to myself.
“You are so concerned with fighting the bullies at school, Mam,” I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks, “when the biggest bully of them all lives under this roof.”
“What happened?” he demanded, glaring down at me. “Who the fuck made you cry?”
“What?” I breathed, shaking my head. “I’m not crying.”
“Your eyes are red and swollen,” he deadpanned. “You’ve been crying.” His eyes moved to my cheek. “Th...
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“Give me a name,” Johnny growled, dropping his hands to his hips. “And I’ll take care of it.”
“What—no! I’m grand,” I quickly replied. “I have allergies.”
“Me too. To assholes and bullshit,” Johnny snarled. “Now, tell me who made yo...
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“Now,” I sneered, glaring down at their faces. “Who wants to call my girlfriend a whore to my face?”
You could love this girl your whole life, the crazy thought persisted inside my brain over and over, if you just let yourself.
“Someone touched you,” Johnny whispered in my ear, placing his fingers on the marks. “I want to know who.”
Releasing an unsteady breath, I reached up, grabbed Johnny’s neck, and pulled his face down to mine.
And then I kissed him.
“Jesus Christ,” Johnny groaned, dropping his head in his hands. “Of course, I like you.” He tugged on his hair and sighed. “I think it’s pretty fucking clear that I’m mad about you.”
“Hi, Johnny.”
“Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.”
