Saving 6 (Boys of Tommen, #3)

by Chloe Walsh

“Listen, I want you to know something,” he said quietly, clenching my hip with his hand. “I want you to know that you’ve been the best part of my day every day since I was twelve years old.” “Don’t, Joe.” Voice breaking, I felt my heart hammering violently as tears spilled down my cheeks. “I don’t want to hear this.” Not when I knew where it would lead. “It’s true.” Tipping my chin up with his free hand, he forced me to look at him. “My life has been a shitstorm from day dot, Molloy, and the whole goddamn town knows it. I’ve never had calm. But you?” His tear-filled eyes implored me to hear him. “You were like an island. Somewhere for me to go and escape. Somewhere safe. Someone to anchor me, if that even makes sense. And I took advantage of that when I had no right to. I was selfish when I dragged you into my world. Now, I need to put you first.” A tear slid down my cheek as his words only enforced what I already knew to be true: that I would never get over this boy. “Then put me first by not doing this, because I don’t want this, Joey. I don’t want your goodbyes.” “You might not want me to say goodbye, but you need me to.” And then he cut me deeper than a guillotine ever could when he added, “I was always going to fuck this up, Molloy.” With a resigned look, he slowly released me and backed away. “I’m only sorry that I didn’t put you first sooner.” “Oh my fucking god!” I cried, throwing my hands up in frustration and panic as I watched him walk away from me. “You just lo...