Saving 6 (Boys of Tommen, #3)

by Chloe Walsh

“You made me fall,” I forced myself to tell him, as every inch of me trembled. “You made me fall, and trust, and believe, and then you took it all away.” Pain encompassed his features. “I know.” “I’m in love with you.” I didn’t care how weak or pathetic that I sounded in that moment as I continued to let my truth spill from my lips, as I bled open in front of him. “And I’m afraid for you, and I’m completely fucked up in the head because of you.” My throat hitched, and I exhaled a broken sob before forcing out, “And I have felt all of these things for you since I was twelve years old.” “Aoife.” “I have turned a blind eye to all of the shady things you do more times than I care to admit. I have thrown friendships away to be with you. I have walked into drug dens for you. I have covered for you, protected you, lied for you, and given my body to you.” “Aoife.” He groaned like I was causing him physical pain. “I—” “I couldn’t love you more if I tried, Joey Lynch,” I cried, giving up the fight against the tears that were flowing freely down my cheeks now. “I couldn’t.” I felt like a poisoned snake that was dying, weakened but exceptionally dangerous and venomous. I couldn’t understand how my heart was so willing to be hurt, to lie down for this boy to walk and trample all over it with no thought or care for the consequences. Without thought for my future, which didn’t exist without him. “But it’s never going to be enough for you!” Losing the battle with my emotions, I clutched m...