Saving 6: Boys of Tommen

“Steal any more cars lately?” Molloy’s familiar voice infiltrated my thoughts, dragging me back to the present, and fuck if my heart didn’t take a U-turn in my chest when she sidled up beside me and nudged my arm with her shoulder. “Nice hoodie.”

“Nah, just the one,” I shot back, returning her nudge. “And nice legs.”

“I’m wearing jeans tonight.”

“Not in my head.”

Accidentally or on purpose; it hurts just the same.

Joey was fucking Danielle, Paul was fucking this Bella, meanwhile, I was fucking myself over.

Perfect.

Feeling vengeful, I held my hand up and waited for the teacher to notice me.

“Yes, Aoife?”

“Joey called me fat.” Sniffling, I batted another tear away. “I’m really upset about it. Can I please be excused?”

His mouth fell open. “You bitch.”

Fuck you, I mouthed back at him.

“Joey!” Ms. Falvey snapped, looking horrified. “Yes, Aoife, go on outside and get some air.”

“I didn’t call her fat,” I heard him defend, as I stalked out of the classroom door. “It’s not her weight she has a problem with. It’s that deranged vindictive streak in her.”

You did, asshole. “I’m sorry, Joe, did I push a button? I was just looking for a way to mute you.”

“So?” I huffed. “I always flirt with you.”

He grinned. “Well, maybe I’ve decided to change tactics.”

“By flirting?”

“Well.” He shrugged. “Being an asshole doesn’t seem to be working in my favor, does it?”

“But you’re so good at being an asshole.”

“Come closer and I’ll show you how good I can be in other ways.”

“Okay, now you’re freaking me out,” I choked out, springing away from him. “Stop this right now and give me back my asshole.”

Laughing, Joey wheeled himself back under the car. “You lost that round, Molloy.”

“I didn’t lose,” I huffed. “You changed the rules.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he called out from under the car. “Go and buy your shoes, princess.”

“Ridey?”

“It means desirable,”

“The whole world isn’t black and white, Aoife. There’s a whole lot of grey in the middle.”

“Takes one to know one,

“Who are these little mini-images of you?” Molloy asked, curious green eyes locked on my brothers. “Don’t tell me you’ve been hiding a secret wife and family from me.”

I rolled my eyes. “They’re my brothers, genius.”