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“Like you give a shit,” she said. “At least Pierce doesn’t act like I’m invisible when he’s with his friends.” “You know I give a shit,” he was quick to counter. “If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t—” “You wouldn’t what, Hugh?” she cut him off by hissing. “You wouldn’t treat me like an afterthought? Because, news flash, asshole, that’s exactly what you’ve been doing.”
What the fuck is going on..
“You’re honestly trying to tell me that those two aren’t in love?” “I never said they weren’t in love.” Chuckling, she added, “Only that they’re not together.”
“Why would you say that to me?” “Because it’s the truth.” “Since when?” “Since I was twelve.”
“He won’t turn his back on you,” she promised. “Trust me. I’m your mother. I was put on this earth to worry about you, and when you told me you were late, a million different fears and worries flooded my mind. But never once did I worry about that boy’s willingness to stick by you.”
“I want you to hold fucking on to her!” I roared, turning around to face him. “Can you do that, Johnny Kavanagh?” I clutched the front door with a death grip as I met his gaze head-on. “Can you look after my sister for me?” Or have I read you all wrong? “Yes.” He nodded stiffly. “I can.”
“You are nothing without me, bitch. The only way you’re leaving me is in a box. I’ll kill ya before I let you leave me. Do ya hear me? I’ll burn this fucking house to the ground with you and your cunts in it before I let ya go!”
Wow premeditation
“This ends now,” Tadhg growled, holding the knife a lot steadier than any boy of eleven should. “Get off my brother, and get out of this house for good, or I’ll slit your fucking throat.”
Not the 12 year old. God.
“I’m saying that if you love my brother as much as you say you do, then you’ll do the right thing for him and make this go away.”
I’ll kill him. That’s fucked.
And I was done. My heart no longer beat for me. For the rest of my days, it would beat entirely for the child in my arms. Fuck.
I just kept staring at our son, wondering how he could do it to us, when every instinct inside of me was demanding I protect the infant in my arms and the girl who bore him.
