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“Your eyes,” he said, tone gruff. “I need them on me.”
“But I know that I don’t ever want to go back to how it was before you.”
What about Joey. He asked about Joey! Three words that meant more to me than anything else he could have said in that moment.
“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 love you back,” I blurted out, feeling a flood of heat rush through my body. “Like, a crazy fucking amount,” I added, giving his words back to him.
I’m sticking around because I need you.”
“Lads, let Cap’s misfortune be a warning to us all of the dangers that lurk behind a decent pair of tits,” Gibsie announced. “When in doubt, rub one out.”
“And use your bleeding brain before you speak, Gibs. Not everything you think in that fucked-up head of yours needs to be verbalized.”
“I’ve scarred you for life? Yeah. Sure,” he scoffed. “I showed you a piece of body art, lad. You showed me your gangrened ball sac.”
“I had a torn adductor.”
“You are a mean girl, Lizzie Young, and it astounds me that you managed to snag two decent girls to be friends with you.”
“Are you happy with yourself?” Johnny asked, glaring at Lizzie. “Did that make you feel good? Belittling him like that?”
“He’s dyslexic!” Johnny snapped. “And you just made him feel about two feet tall in front of half the school.”
“You teach people how to treat you by setting boundaries, lad. If you let someone walk all over you, they’re going to think it’s okay.”
She was my first love, and she was scary as fuck to me. Being with her was an obsession that threatened to consume me daily.
“Visualize that, you inconsiderate freaks.
you’ll have no one to blame but yourselves for traumatizing me!”
“You’re too smart to be stupid, Jonathan,” his father shot back. “Yeah? Well, we’ll see about that.” Grabbing my hand, Johnny dragged me down the hallway. “Come on, Shan. Let’s go make some bleeding babies.”
“My binding 13.”
I’m keeping 13,”
