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We were crossing the teacher’s carpark when a familiar Honda Civic flashed its lights.
I felt Joey stiffen beside me, and my heart plummeted into my chest.
No.
No.
No.
“Joey, don’t.” I tightened my hold on him. “Just ignore him.”
“He’s clearly here for me.”
“So?” I clutched him tighter. “Just keep walking.”
“Molloy.”
“Please don’t.”
The sound a car horn beeping erupted.
“I better go see what he wants,” he muttered, gaze flicking to where Shane Holland was signaling him over. “I’ll meet you in class.”
No.
No.
“Joey.”
“I’m just going to talk to him,” he assured me. “Just talk. That’s it, Molloy.”
I stared up at his face, soaking in the image of his clear, focused eyes, and made a silent vow to God that I would rain hell down on that asshole Shane if my boyfriend returned to me in any other condition.
“Promise me,” I heard myself beg. “Promise me, Joe.”
“Everything isfine,” he soothed, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss on my lips. “Stop worrying.” He kissed me again. “I’ll meet you in class,” he added, giving my chin a playful nudge with his fist before he turned on his heels and jogged across the carpark.
Feeling sick to my stomach now, I clutched the straps of my school bag and stomped towards the entrance of the school, growing more agitated with every step I took away from him.
“Is that Shane Holland?” Shannon asked in a small voice, as she stood under a tree near the front door of the school, with a look of concern etched on her face that resembled the one on mine. “I thought he was gone.”
“Yeah,” I whispered. “So did I.”
“Cunt.”
Shannon’s breath hitched, and she shifted closer to me.
“Yeah, you heard me, cunt!”
Ihatedthat word.
There were few words in the English language that I chose to avoid, but that particular one was not included in my vocabulary.
Swinging around, I locked eyes on none other than Ciara Maloney and Hannah Daly.
Two vicious little bitches from the year below me that needed to be taken down a peg or ten.
“Now.” Taking a firm stance in front of my boyfriend’s sister, I planted my hands on my hips, and arched a brow, “Which one of you thick fuckers has a death wish?”
