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“I’m going to fucking destroy you,” she hissed in my ear before tearing her nails down the side of my cheek.
Go for it, I thought to myself.
But you can’t destroy what’s already broken…
“Relax,” Johnny whispered in my ear, distracting me from my memories. “You’re safe with me.”
His words threw me and I turned my face to look at him.
God, he was just so beautiful, it was painful. Everything about Johnny Kavanagh was pure perfection. He was big and strong, and his face?
Oh god, his face was the best face I had ever laid eyes on.
“Why wouldn’t I be safe?” It was a defensive question asked out of desperation because this boy was throwing me like no one had before.
I couldn’t figure any of this out, and my poor heart was working in overdrive to keep up with the feelings bombarding my body because of his close proximity. Fear, uncertainty, lust, and panic were all kicking my ass.
“I’m just letting you know that you are,” he replied, blue eyes locked on mine. “Okay?”
Exhaling a ragged breath, I nodded and shifted closer to him. If I could, I would climb on his lap and bury my face in his chest in this moment, but he was a virtual stranger to me and that would be socially frowned upon, so I settled for sidling up to him.
I knew he probably thought I was crazy, but I was two seconds away from having a full-blown panic attack and his presence was grounding me.
Johnny looked at me with curious eyes before turning his attention to the table of sixth years from BCS. I saw it then, a spark of recognition that lit up Johnny’s eyes before his face took on a hardened expression.
“Can we go now?” I whispered, heart beating rapidly as I resisted the urge to burrow into his side. “Please?”
“We’ll go when we’re ready to go,” he said in a voice so low and soft that it was barely audible. “Put your head up, Shannon like the river.” Moments later, he draped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me in to his side. “No one’s going to hurt you.”
Relieved, I moved closer, too close for strangers to sit, but I didn’t care.
He was big and strong and I got the distinct feeling that he was telling me the truth.
I believed him when he told me I was safe with him.
“Those girls?” he asked, tilting his face down to look at me as he spoke. “What’s the story?”
“There’s no story,” I croaked out, clutching my bottle with a death grip.
“Why do I find that hard to believe?”
I shrugged and ducked my chin, letting my hair fall forward, wishing I had Harry Potter’s invisibility cloak draped around my body so I could escape this situation without more pain.
I couldn’t take anymore.
“Look at me.”
I didn’t.
“Look at me,” he repeated, tone calm and coaxing.
I couldn’t.
I felt him shift beside me and then his fingers were on my chin, tipping my face up to his. “You’re safe,” he whispered, cupping my cheek in his hand, eyes boring holes straight through my soul. “I promise.”
That word.
God.
