Saving 6 (Boys of Tommen, #3)

by Chloe Walsh

I never knew heartbreak until he decimated my heart by decimating his body. I never knew hurt until he walked away from me. I never knew. I never…

“He’s not worth it, Joe.” No, but she is.

“I’m not afraid of loving a boy,” I told her honestly. “I’m afraid of losing myself in one.”

“It’s the truth.” Releasing a pained groaned, he croaked out, “Only thing I’ve ever done right in my life is leave you alone.”

“You matter to me, Joey Lynch.”

“I don’t see a future for us, but that’s not because I don’t want one with her. It’s because I don’t see a future for myself, period.”

“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.”

“Pain,” he roared into my face, eyes alight with temper as his shadow danced with his demons. “On the outside. On the inside. All around me. Pain so fucking strong I’m drowning in it!” He ran his bloodstained hands through his hair, tingeing his blond hair a faint crimson color. “That’s what I feel. That’s all I feel. All the fucking time!”

“I want you to know that you’ve been the best part of my day every day since I was twelve years old.”