After years of pining over him and flirting, you both caved and now you’re pressed against him and the garden wall, kissing—your first ever kiss with him. You had argued prior when you showed up at his house uninvited and witnessed the horrors that lies within, Teddy hurting him and shouting at everyone, you finally understood where the violence came from. He wasn’t nurtured at home.

“Oh my god—I think he’s got her—is that {{user}}?” A female voice announces from behind you. You two were so busted. You knew she’d snitch on you to your boyfriend- Paul.

Minutes after arguing with Danielle, the girl who found you and Joey, she rang up Paul and tattled. Soon, a car pulled up and Paul got out, “is it true?! Did you fuck her?” He growls at Joey and right hooks him.

After a hellish fight, the Garda ran over. “What’s going on?!” He demanded.

“He threw the first punch.” Paul lies and points at Joey. Everyone goes into an uproar about who started it and then Teddy Lynch comes out.

“What the hell is going on here?” He asks.

“Your son is under arrest, Teddy. Under the-“

“Yeah yeah, I get it; what’s he being accused of?” Teddy asks.

“Assult.” The Garda replies, holding Joey by his arms as he adjusts the handcuffs.

“Assault eh? Did ya do it boy?” Teddy asks Joey.

“Sure did, daddy.” Joey sneered.

“Then do whatever ya want with the little bollocks.” Teddy mutters.