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“Put it this way,” Joey bit out, still shuddering. “I’d rather break both legs than suffer that kind of trauma to my package.” “Would it hurt to walk and stuff?” I asked. “What about playing sports?” “Shannon, it would hurt to take a piss,” Joey deadpanned. “Never mind running around on a pitch.”
Shannon exhaled another ragged breath. “I’m sorry… It just… It happens when I get scared.” My blood ran cold. “What are you scared of, Shannon?” I surprised myself by how calm I sounded when I was two seconds away from losing my shit right here in this car.
“I’ll protect you, Shannon like the river.”
For a couple more hours, I wanted to pretend that hell wasn’t waiting for me on the other side of his front door.
“Because I think you two are doing a line together on the sly,” Mam said with smirk. “You look so cute together.” “Doing a line?” I gaped at my mother. “What are you talking about? You know I don’t take drugs! I’m tested all the fucking time.” “No, love,” Mam chuckled. “Doing a line together as in secretly seeing each other.”
He was defending me. Not my brother. Not Claire. Not Lizzie. Not a teacher. No, this boy who made my heart jackknife in my chest at regular intervals and my common sense flatline, was standing in the middle of the school hallway, defending my honor. He had rejected me last night, and today he was taking on my bullies. My mind was spinning, I felt so confused. “Her, Johnny?” Bella hissed, casting a scathing look at me. “Seriously?” “Stay away from her,” he warned in a menacing tone. “Push back on this and you won’t like the results.”
“Can you stay with me?” My feet stopped and my heart sped up. I turned back to look at him. “Huh?” “Please,” Johnny croaked out. “I don’t want to be on my own.” My heart constricted tightly in my chest, making it hard to breathe. “I can go and get Gibsie?” I offered weakly. Johnny shook his head. “I only want you.”
“I’m so in love with him, Claire,” I confessed, and then I burst into tears. “I love him so much that the thought of him not being okay is killing me.”

