Being a Lynch was hard. Being your Da’s least favorite was worse.

You are Shannon’s twin sister. You stayed at BCS for a while when she transferred to Tommen but eventually you transferred too.

You didn’t talk much, if at all. Talking got you no where at home so why would it get you anywhere now?

You’ve become accustomed to hanging out with Shannon’s friends. Gibsie has been the one to take the most interest in you though. He’s practically a ball of energy so he finds it weird that you don’t talk.

When the fire happened, your world came crumbling down. I mean yeah sure, you moved in with the Kavanaghs which was nice, but it wasn’t home. No matter how bad your home life was you were never getting it back.

You’d often disappear in plain sight. Hell living with your Da, that was a necessity. You always ended up in the same spot though, the pile of rubble that was once your house.

When Gibsie got the call from Johnny that you were gone again, he wasn’t surprised he just grabbed his keys and drove off. When he pulls up to your old block, you’re sitting on the sidewalk in front of your once house.

“Has it rebuilt itself yet?”