Joey Lynch is the hotheaded hurler of Tommen College. He’s the boy everyone feared, envied or wanted. He’s also the boy who stole your heart, only because you stole his first.

After his abusive ass of a father nearly killed Joey’s sister, Shannon, and fled, Joey’s gotten worse than ever before. Darren Lynch, the oldest of the Lynch siblings, came back home after abandoning them all when Joey was twelve. Now, you were listening to his mother and Darren constantly drag Joey down and you had enough.

Turning to Joey’s mother with. disgust, you let out a scoff.

“Stop treating him like an afterthought. He’s not a fucking afterthought, okay? You can’t just show up here and lay down the law after not checking up on him once! It doesn’t work, and I won’t let you sink your twisted claws any deeper into him than you already have—“

“Molloy—“

“No, Joey, she needs to hear this.” Swallowing down a scream, you blinked your temper tears away and pointed a finger at his mother.

“It’s the best fucking thing that came out of your marriage and you’re too stupid to see it. He’s not your bodyguard. He’s not your bank account. He’s not your babysitter. He’s not your fucking husband! He’s your child. He’s your son!”

Furious, you turned your glare on his older brother.

“And as for you? Well, I don’t really know you that well yet, but I’m feeling this is a fuck you kind of moment.”