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“You promise?” she whispered, a tiny smile pulling at her swollen lips. “Yeah,” I replied gruffly, feeling like I would promise all the fucking promises in the world just to make this girl feel better. “I’ve got your back.” “No, you got my head,” she croaked out. She glanced down at her body and sighed. “Actually, I think you ruined all of me.” Thank fuck for that, because you’re ruining all of me right now, I thought to myself.
“Boys with pretty eyes and big muscles mess everything up for girls.”
“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 you cry and I’ll fix it.”
I needed to get my head in the game. Problem was, I left it with Shannon Lynch.
You could love this girl your whole life, the crazy thought persisted inside my brain over and over, if you just let yourself.
“Hi, Johnny,” I said, my voice barely more than a whisper. “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” Johnny slurred, clutching his chest. “I’m done for.” His choice of words caused Gibsie to laugh loudly and Mrs. Kavanagh, who had rejoined us, to groan in despair.
“I love you, Shannon like the river,” he slurred. My heart stopped. Did he just? No. No, of course he didn’t. “I fucking love you,” Johnny said again. Oh god. He did. He absolutely did.
“No, no, no,” Johnny groaned, holding onto my hand with both of his. “You said you wouldn’t leave me.” Oh god. “Johnny, I know, but I have to go,” I whispered, flustered. “It’s family only.” “She’s my wife,” he announced then, blowing my mind clean open.
“I think I need you for keeps,” he slurred. “I think I need you for keeps, too,” I confessed. “You are so pretty,” he slurred. “That very first day. Boom.” “Boom?” I giggled. He nodded solemnly. “Boom.”
“If this is love, then it’s you,” he replied, dragging me down to lie beside him. “Huh?” I asked as I slid onto my side and tried my best not to poke at his legs. “You,” he mumbled sleepily, dropping a heavy arm around my shoulders. “Me what?” I whispered as I placed my hand on his stomach and snuggled into his side. “You are love.” He sighed contently. “Stay with me.” Always.
