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“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. “The fuck happened to your face?”
“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.”
her
Moments later, I felt a hand on my back as someone knelt down beside me and pulled my hair back from my face.
“Shannon?” Johnny repeated. “How’d you get this?”
“I’ll take care of you.”
My hands twitched on the wheel as I fought the urge to pull her onto my lap and hug her.
“Now,” I sneered, glaring down at their faces. “Who wants to call my girlfriend a whore to my face?”
my girl”—
He held my hand.
“I want to be here with you.
“Maybe you even loooooooovv—”
You could love this girl your whole life, the crazy thought persisted inside my brain over and over, if you just let yourself.
Shannon was worth it.
“Don’t go back in the bleeding car.”
Johnny demanded as his arms came around my waist.
“I’m going to hug you,” Johnny whispered in my ear. “Tell me if that’s not okay.”
One of his large hands cupped the back of my head and the other moved to my back as he held me to his chest, slowly rocking me on his lap. “I won’t,”
“That’s okay,” he replied gruffly. “I like it.” “You like it?”
Brightened only because I’m with you…
Standing in the pouring rain, I watched him take her away from me.
Oh no. Sweet baby Jesus, no.
mostly because the way you make me feel scares me.
“But you will,”
“You know me,”
With one hand fisted in the front of the jacket I was wearing,
His hands tightened on my waist
“You think I’d let anything bad happen to you, Shannon like the river?”
my whole life, I’d never seen anything so beautiful.
Johnny Kavanagh was holding my hand. He was holding my hand and taking me upstairs.
he stood behind me with his arm stretched around my body so I could see.
She was fucking perfect.

