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“I don’t want fifty more girls,” I replied, twisting back to find her still watching me. “I just want that girl.”
Hehe
“Does it matter?” I countered, needing to regain some ground I had lost to this powerhouse of a girl. “We both know that you’ll be calling me ‘baby’ by the end of the day.”
Hearing Paul Rice tell half of the lads in our P.E. class about how Tony’s daughter was so tight he could barely get a finger inside her had caused me to flip the fuck out on him in the changing rooms.
“You are,” she said before leaving the room. “In every way.” And with those words, my mother cut me deeper and more viciously than my father ever had. Ever could.
fuck you marie lynch.
“Make sure you do.” She laughed. “Because I’ve put an awful lot of effort into saving you, six.”
“Don’t touch my Rolos.”
“Joey called me fat.” Sniffling, I batted another tear away. “I’m really upset about it. Can I please be excused?” His mouth fell open. “You bitch.” Fuck you, I mouthed back at him.
“Bella.” He dropped his head in his hands and groaned, “Bella Wilkinson.”
I hope she dies
“I w-want to d-die,” she continued to cry, choking hard on her tears. “I w-want to n-not be h-here anymore.”
The fact a 14 year old said this
She blew out a shaky breath and nodded. “Oh, I’ve been sold on you for a long time now, Joey Lynch.”
“The quintessential lost boy.” Her lips grazed mine as she spoke. “Don’t worry, Peter Pan, I’ll be your Wendy.”
“Because the only time that I allow myself to feel anything is when I’m with you.”
“I’m not your boyfriend, Molloy.” “Oh yeah, I forgot,” she shot back with a grin. “You’re my bitch.”
If I die today, it’s on your conscience,
Lol
“You forget that I’ve known you since you were a small boy of twelve,” he reminded me as he steered us toward the back door. “I remember looking at this small scrap of a lad standing in the garage, down on his luck and with the weight of the world on his shoulders. That small boy asked me for a chance that day,” he added, voice thick with emotion. “I took a chance on that boy, and I’m glad that I did because the man that small boy turned into is a man who I am damn proud of.”
We stan Tony
“Don’t hate me, Molloy,” Joey mumbled, falling into the passenger seat the moment I let him go to open the car door. “You’re all I have to wake up for in the morning.”
My poor baby
Addiction had settled deep inside of me like a leech attaching itself to a blood-filled carcass.
Because Molloy didn’t know what it felt like to wake up every morning with a strong inclination to attempt suicide. She didn’t know how it felt to be a helpless child, half-starved from hunger, and even more starved for a way out of a home he wasn’t wanted in. She didn’t know what it felt like to be that hopeless kid who finally found something that helped him through the pain and sheer fucking misery that was his life.
