Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

“I’m doing the math here, Shannon, and two plus two equals a bad bitch.”

I LITERALLY LAUGHED OUT LOUD HAHHAH

For some unknown reason, I made a mental note of that piece of information and stored it away for future reference.

istg if he sings that to her or plays it for her in the future im gonna lose it

“Well, thanks for saving me,” she whispered. Her eyes darted from my eyes to my mouth several times before she leaned over and pressed her lips to my cheek. “Again.”

AAAAAAAAAA PERIOD

I pulled out a leather case and quickly flicked through a bunch of mix CDs, stopping when I found the one I wanted, “Listen to track nine.” I practically shoved the CD into her hand and shrugged. “Reminds me of you.”

if someone EVER did this to me i would fold saurrrrr baddddd omg

Half an hour later, I was standing outside Shannon’s front door with sweaty palms and a racing heart.

UH OH THIS NOT GON BE GOOD

“Hi, Johnny,” Shannon said in a breathy voice, staring up at me all wide-eyed and lethal. “You’re back.”

OH THANK GOD IT WAS HER NOT HER DAD

“Do you want to come inside?” she offered nervously.

OH SHIT

“There won’t be anyone home until evening time,” she announced as she led me through the short hallway and into the kitchen.

ohhhh yeah i forgot they dipped early omgggg her dads gonna come home and see him tho and make him leave and beat the shit outta her omg plsssss let me be wrong this time

I stepped forward then, because I was a masochistic bastard with a penchant for torturing myself, and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Bye, Shannon.”

AAAAAAAAA

“Do you mind?” I asked then. He smirked. “No, baby, I don’t mind.”

I love you, I almost blurted out, holding the three terrifying words back just in time.

AAAAA

“I suppose you’re going to give me the whole ‘bitch means dog, dog means nature, and nature means beauty’ spiel next?” he snickered.

i forgot about that line lmaoooo

Well, I love you, Johnny Kavanagh! Even though you’re leaving. Even though you don’t feel the same. Even though loving you is going to break my heart. I love you with everything I have. And I probably always will.

Slipping the headphones on my ears, I carefully scrolled through his playlists and almost had a heart attack when my eyes landed on the one named Songs for Shannon.

STOPPPPPPPP

But he wasn’t getting back up.

oh no ISTG BRUH NAURRRRJSDFLSF

“You’re weak. Your body’s not healing. And you almost dick-capitated yourself!”

i know he's being serious but HAHAHHA

Of course, I heard what he said. How the fuck could I have missed it when he blew my world to pieces? Surgery. More fucking surgery. Immediately.

fuuuuuuuck

“It hurts,” he replied, tone hoarse. Exhaling a heavy breath, I stroked his thigh and fought the urge to press a kiss to his cut. “For an entirely different reason,” he croaked out.

OOP SDJKFKSJF

Releasing a low groan, he pushed my hand away and moved to close his thighs, but I stopped him. I stopped him. “No,” I mumbled, voice breathy and soft.

OH???

A temporary slip in sanity caused me to lean forward a press a kiss to his thigh. The sound that tore from Johnny’s chest was a pained, guttural groan. “Shannon, please—”

OKAY SHANNON

I silenced whatever he was about to say by putting my lips on his.

SHANNON IS MAKING MOVESSSSS BABES IM SO PROUD OF HER HEHEHEEHE

“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.”

🥺🥺🥺🥺

I knew what would happen. I also knew that it would happen regardless. I was here in Dublin when I was supposed to be at home. He was going to kill me anyway.

yeah babes we’re already in deep shite

“Hi, Johnny.” “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.”

He sighed heavily before adding, “I suspect she’s in quite a bit of trouble herself for sneaking over here.”

oh no

My father. My father. Why the fuck was I hearing Shannon say those words? And why was my heart telling me it was vital?

OMG PLEASEEEEEEE REMEMBER PLEASEEEE

I didn’t want to go home. But I knew I had to. I didn’t want to get beaten. But I knew I would.

no like im genuinely so terrified my heart is pounding

Therefore, I wasn’t surprised when the first thing that greeted me when I stepped through the front door on Saturday evening was my father’s fist.

omg nooooo

“You’re bleeding,” Mam choked out as she dabbed at Dad’s face with the sleeve of her jumper. “Oh god, Teddy.”

SO IS YOUR DAUGHTER WTFFFFFF IM LIVIDDD

“Make a choice, Mam,” Joey snarled as he glared down at our mother. “Him or us?”

thank god for joey fr