Keeping 13 (Boys of Tommen, #2)
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It was different because it mattered—because we mattered to each other.
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“And that feeling in the pit of my stomach, the dread—it’s the most familiar feeling I have. I almost feel like I’m not okay when I’m not worried. I’m not okay with feeling okay.”
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“I don’t just like you. I fucking—” Shaking his head, Johnny rubbed his jaw before looking back at me. “Shannon, I love you.” I stopped breathing. “You love me?” He nodded slowly, blue eyes locked on mine. “Like, a crazy fucking amount.” “Really?” “Really,” he confirmed.
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Her tears rained down on me, drowning me right along with her, and that was the exact moment I felt the shift, the switch from this being something sweet and innocent to something deeply complicated with the hint of forever.
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I’ll take you down, Marie, and I won’t need my husband or any other man to do that for me.”
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“Shannon Lynch?” I called out, ignoring the rest of her fucked-up family. “I love you back.”
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Sniffling, she lifted her chin from Joey’s chest and looked at me all red-eyed and blotchy. “S-still?” “Still.” I nodded in confirmation. “Like, a crazy fucking amount.”
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“I’m not in your corner, Shannon,” Johnny replied in a gruff tone. “I’m standing right beside you.”
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from the kitchen muffled the noise, and I jerked my head back to see Shannon’s mother staring right back at me. Holy shit. My heart stopped in my chest and for a few terrifying moments I waited to see what she would do. She nodded ever so slightly. I hesitated. She nodded again. Keeping my eyes glued to her, I slowly pushed the handle down and swung the door inward. She coughed loudly again, drowning out the creak from the hinges as I pushed Tadhg and Ollie through the small crack in the doorway.
Adrianna
It sucks that this is what it took for Marie to do the right thing for once.
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It humbled me to see how incredibly resilient these kids were.
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Just like I’d seen their sister do on countless occasions. Jesus, they were the ultimate survivors.
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And unlike with a blade, the damage felt like buckshot, splaying and splicing me in countless areas and so many irreparable ways.
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“I’d throw the whole world away to keep you—them included—and I’m not sorry for it.”
Adrianna
Yes Da, John Sr — I felt this deeply.