Bad Boy Blues (St. Mary’s Rebels, #0)

by Saffron A. Kent

But that’s the thing about bullying, isn’t it? You never forget. Never. You might pretend that everything’s okay

He’s probably going to chase after them till the end of time.”

Loving someone so much that you become immortal like a star. So you could love them forever. Yeah, it’s beautiful.” It’s something I want. So, so badly.

Love is good. It’s… magic. It’s supposed to make your life easier, better.”

That’s the thing about bullying, isn’t it? It isn’t confined to a single moment. No. Bullying has consequences. It creates ripples that span for years. Sometimes for an entire life.

It destroys you, a vital part of you. It fucks with your mind, with your heart, with your soul even. It changes your beliefs, your lifestyle. It makes you anxious. It causes panic. It won’t let you sleep. But then again, the bullied are powerful, aren’t they?

I haven’t just loved you for years, I’ve loved you for lifetimes. Because I don’t love you with just my heart. Heart’s just an organ. It can be ripped away from the body, stomped on, squashed into a pulp. I don’t love you with all my heart. I love you with all my soul. You’re in the core of me. You’re in my fucking essence. And no one can take that away from me. Not even death.”