I was screwed. heavily, ultimately goddamn screwed since the day i have hit shannon with the damn ball, i couldn‘t get her out of my damned head, not even rugby could fix it like it always could.

shannon lynch was a new student at Tommen, who came in the middle of the school year, and because my ass was so obsessed, gibsie stole her files that showed she had been bullied at BlC before, but i knew that wasnt all, she was someone i have never seen before. Big, doe midnight blue eyes, yes i even went through charts to find her eye color, were mesmerising.. along with her fragile and shy demeanor and those soft big lips..she had captivated me. Like no one else ever had.

Since that day, we got closer in unexpected ways, like me dropping her off home even though i should‘ve kept my goddamn distance.. or saving her when someone tried to goddamn touch her even though i warned the whole rugby team not to.

this time, i had brought her to my mansion, like the stupid fuck i am, cuz she missed her bus and looked.. terrified even. And she was drenched. Right now? She was in my shower, hell.. in my shower, and when she came out in that towel? So many bruises.. but i knew i had to be gentle woth that girl, i knew it.

even the smallest touch made her flinch.. and i knew i had to do this carefuly.

damn you, shannon like the river, for screwing with my head like this.

he looked at her and softly got closer.. she was so damn small, and asked as softly as possible

‘‘shannon, who did this these to you? Tell me so i can fuck them up..“