Binding 13 Chloe Walsh Quotes

Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da. I'm done for...

¨I think I need you for keeps.¨ ¨I think I need you for keeps, too.¨

No, no, no, Da, I'm serious," I slurred. "I think I love that girl." "Well, who's this girl?" "She's a river," I sighed and closed my eyes. "I'm keeping her Da.

She makes my heart go, like, whoa. Boom, boom, fucking boom. All the time.

I'm your daddy on the field, bitch.

I once read somewhere that we mature with damage, not with age.

If this is love, then it's you. You are love.

I hated humans. They were such a disappointment. And to think, god switched dinosaurs for man. He must be raging.

Now, tell me who made you cry and I'll fix it.

Boys with pretty eyes and big muscles mess everything up for girls.

She was worth it all.

I just wanted her. For keeps.

SHANNON LIKE THE RIVER. WILL YOU PLEASE BE MY FRIEND?

For once in my life, I wanted a safe place to run to instead of from. I felt like I was slowly dying in that house. In my home. Where I was supposed to lay my head. Where I was supposed to feel safe.

Humans didn't deserve the love and loyalty dogs gave them.

I don't agree with your choices", I croaked out. "But I respect that they are yours to make.

But don't forget that you'll always be my 13." She sniffled and wiped my cheek with her fingers. "My binding 13." I choked out a pained laugh, thinking about that stupid bet. "You heard about that?" "Yeah." Half-sobbing/ half-laughing, Shannon smiled and nodded. "I won.

I wanted to fight all her battles. I wanted to give her all her smiles and make her laugh and snatch her away from the rest of the world and keep her all to myself. I just wanted her. For keeps.

I can take you home when you have to go? What the actual fuck? I might as well have shouted, love me, fucking love me at the girl. I felt like a bleeding eejit.

But you can't destroy what's already broken...

You are so concerned with fighting the bullies at school, Mam," I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks. "When the biggest bully of them all lives under this roof.

And when you fuck with her, you fuck with me.

I once read somewhere that we mature with damage, not with age. If that's the case, I was an old age pensioner in the emotional stakes.

Bolting over to him, I collapsed down on the bed and wrapped my arms around my brother's neck, clinging to him like he was the only thing holding my world together. Sometimes I thought that might be true.

Relax,” Johnny whispered in my ear, distracting me from my memories. “You’re safe with me.

¨I think I need you for keeps,¨ he slurred. ¨I think I need you for keeps, too,¨ I confessed.

Fathers were bastards and men couldn't be trusted.

A lifetime of striving to be the best. The fear of not being good enough. And the constant, sinking feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach.

I hated humans. They were such a disappointment. And to think, God switched dinosaurs for man.

She makes my heart go, like, whoa

Well, he is her brother, lad," Gibsie offered. "He was obviously going to come back for her." "I don’t give a shite," I snapped, thinking about her bruised face. "I didn’t want her to leave, Gibs, and he just took her away from me. And I let him!" "You do know that you're not allowed to keep humans as pets, don’t you?" he asked in a wry tone. "You know that's just dogs and cats, right?

But I already felt like I was drowning with her. That's how consumed I was in this girl. That's how much I loved her. Fuck.

Who's making you sad?" he asked then, voice slurred and sleepy. "Tell me, baby.

I’m your daddy on the field, bitch.

Put your head up, Shannon like the river.” Moments later, he draped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me in to his side. “No one’s going to hurt you.

A boy had never called me beautiful before

She makes my heart go, like, whoa." "Is that right?" he mused. "So bad, Da," I sighed. "Boom, boom, fucking boom." I shook my head. "All the time.

I think I need you for keeps,” he slurred. “I think I need you for keeps, too,” I confessed.

You're getting soaked out here." "But you won't have a jacket," I blurted out. "But you will,

Hughie placed a hand on my shoulder. “Keep looking out for her, Cap,” he said, squeezing my shoulder. “God knows someone needs to.

Your mother is a baker," I snapped. "How do you not know how to work a bleeding stove?" "And yours is a flashy fashion designer," he shot back. "But I don't see you prancing around the place in fur coats and Prada handbags.

I didn’t have anything to offer this boy. Nothing at all.

If my parents' relationship was a representation of love, then I wanted no part of it.

And every fucker has an answer for every other fucker's problem – until it's their own fucking problem and then they're fucked.

Me too. To assholes and bullshit,” Johnny snarled. “Now, tell me who made you cry and I’ll fix it.

It didn’t make sense to me. But his smiles were addictive. The more he offered, the more I craved.

But weren't all teenagers a little fucked up and troubled sometimes?

Please be seventeen. Please fucking throw me a bone and tell me you’re seventeen. “I’m fifteen.” Fuck my luck.

I didn’t understand how people could hurt any animals, but especially dogs. They were too good for us. Humans didn’t deserve the love and loyalty dogs gave them.

Boom fucking boom da

I love you, Shannon like the river,

No, baby, I don’t mind.

To anyone who's ever had a dream they dared to chase with insatiable hunger and drive.

Okay? I know that. It was wrong. I understand. I just…I just…” “You just what, Shannon?” he coaxed. “I thought you liked me,” I strangled out. “Jesus Christ,” Johnny groaned, dropping his head in his hands. “Of course, I like you.” He tugged on his hair and sighed. “I think it’s pretty fucking clear that I’m mad about you.

Darren was born gay, the same way Joey was born straight and I was born empty.

Hi, Johnny.” “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.

Lucky Brian.

They should have been called soul blue because they were deep as fuck and sucked a person right in…

Give me a name," Johnny growled, dropping his hands to his hips. "And I'll take care of it.

Because no one should be putting their goddamn anything on her,” I barked.

I wanted her, I realized, and it was entirely inappropriate and horrendous bad luck on my account, but I did. I wanted Shannon Lynch. And worse than wanting her, I really fucking liked her.

Nobody is going to open their mouth about it." Realizing my tone was bordering on angry, I brought it down a notch and tried again. "Not the team, Coach, or anyone else. I won't let them." She blinked her confusion. "You won't let them?" "That's right," I confirmed with a nod. "I won't let them." "You promise?" she whispered, a tiny smile pulling at her swollen lips. "Yeah," I replied gruffly, feeling like I would promise all the fucking promises in the world just to make this girl feel better. "I've got your back.

I don’t give a shite," I snapped, thinking about her bruised face. "I didn’t want her to leave, Gibs, and he just took her away from me. And I let him!" "You do know that you're not allowed to keep humans as pets, don’t you?" he asked in a wry tone. "You know that's just dogs and cats, right?

¨I think I need you for keeps,¨ he slurred. ¨I think I need you for keeps, too,¨ I confessed.

I might as well have shouted, love me, fucking love me at the girl.

Shut the fuck up!” Joey roared back at her. “You are the most pathetic excuse for a mother that ever walked the earth.

I carefully scrolled through his playlists and almost had a heart attack when my eyes landed on the one named Songs for Shannon.

Oh?” I looked up at him. “Which one?” He shifted in discomfort. “‘She Will Be Loved.’” Oh. Oh wow.

Funny how my sister always seems to get mauled and knocked around when you're near her, Kavanagh.

Once I committed myself, once my heart laid claim on her, I might as well slap a label on my forehead stating, I’m yours. Please be gentle with me because I’m here to stay.

But it was those wild eyes that really struck me, and I had this crazy urge to google eye color charts just so I could figure out the fucking color blue in her eyes. I would do that later, I decided. Creepy or not, I needed to know.

I won't let you fall," I automatically replied in a soothing tone. "It's okay." I felt her slip and pulled her upright, holding onto the tiny thing for all I was worth. "I've got you," I coaxed, tightening my arm around her. "You're good.

If feelings were objects, then I was teetering on the edge of a great precipice, and if girls were weapons, then she was the greatest weapon of mass destruction my heart had ever been exposed to.

One of his eyes was turning purple and swelling at a rapid pace, and he had a steady trail of blood flowing down his eyebrow, but it didn’t seem to faze him one bit. Johnny's attention wasn’t on the medic or the referee shouting commands in his ear. He was too busy looking at me.

Lizzie rolled into school in a boy's school trousers and runners, uncaring of what anyone had to say about her appearance. She honestly didn’t seem to care what people thought. She dressed according to her mood and projected vibes the same way. She could show up tomorrow in a skirt and with a full face of makeup. She did what she wanted to do when she wanted to do it, unaware and uncaring of anyone else's opinion. She oozed a lazy sort of confidence with her long, dark blonde, swishing ponytail and makeup-free face, emphasizing those big, blue eyes of hers.

Shannon like the river was on my mind, and I didn’t fucking like it. I didn’t like that she was taking up valuable time in my head.

After accidentally dialing the contact Casual Sex and hearing Coach Mulcahy’s voice on the other line, I quickly hung up.

If he thought I was going to throw my career away for a punch-up over Bella, he was seriously mistaken. Shannon—absolutely, but Bella? Not a chance.

Now," I sneered, glaring down at their faces. "Who wants to call my girlfriend a whore to my face?

YOU'VE GOT A FAST CAR

Him or us?

Is that so?” “You’ll be thrown off the team for this.” “For the threat, I’m going to fuck your mother, McGarry,” Gibsie shot back.

Shannon Lynch had eyes the color of midnight blue that wouldn’t stay the fuck out of my head.

Johnny shrugged, but didn’t answer my question. Instead, he swooped down and grabbed my schoolbag. “Come on.” Throwing my bag over his shoulder, he pressed a hand to my back and nudged me forward. “Big brother gave me permission to take you home.

I love you, Shannon like the river,” he slurred. My heart stopped. Did he just? No. No, of course he didn’t. “I fucking love you,” Johnny said again. Oh god. He did. He absolutely did. Twice.

You're not coming back, are you?" Joey just stared at me, eyes filled with tears. "I can't," he whispered as a tear rolled down his cheek. "If I go back inside that house, I'll kill them both." I watched his face, registered the truth he was telling me, and then I unfastened my seatbelt and opened the door. "Goodbye, Joey," I whispered numbly, and then I climbed out and walked inside.

No, you're not doing anything," Gibsie drawled sarcastically, shifting in his seat so he was blocking my perfect view of her. "You're only mentally undressing her in your head." "I am not," I growled, glaring at him from across the table. I was. I so fucking was.

Hey, Joe?" "Yeah?" "Can you do me a favor?" He tipped his chin up, letting me know he was listening. "Please don’t do to me what Darren did to us." Folding my hands under my cheek, I whispered, "Don’t leave me." "I won't," my brother vowed, tone laced with grit and sincerity. "I won't ever leave you here with him." I breathed out

Coldplay—“Yellow” Guns N’ Roses—“Sweet Child O’ Mine” Goo Goo Dolls—“Iris” The Fureys—“When You Were Sweet Sixteen” Howie Day—“Collide” The Offspring—“Want You Bad” Busted—“Fall at Your Feet” Aerosmith—“Crazy

I was a dog lover. I trusted them. There was something about the way a dog looked at you; they didn’t care if you were a famous rugby player or a homeless person on the streets. They only cared about how you treated them, and once they chose you as their human, you had a faithful friend for the rest of their lives. I didn’t think humans were capable of such compassion and commitment.

Here –" Reaching into the glove compartment, I pulled out a leather case and quickly flicked through a bunch of mix CDs, stopping when I found the one I wanted, "Listen to track nine." I practically shoved the CD into her hand and shrugged, "Reminds me of you.

What happened?” he demanded, glaring down at me. “Who the fuck made you cry?” “What?” I breathed, shaking my head. “I’m not crying.” “Your eyes are red and swollen,” he deadpanned. “You’ve been crying.” His eyes moved to my cheek. “The fuck happened to your face?

I barely knew her, but I could tell that this one needed minding.

There’ll be another bus,” he shot back. “There won’t be another me.” Dear god, I hoped not.

It was real, it was there, I recognized it, and now I could do something about it. I could prevent anything like this from happening again. It wouldn’t happen again. Not on my goddamn watch.

god at this school,” he growled, “but she’s fair game as far as I’m concerned.” Puffing out his chest like a defected gorilla, he smirked at me. “If I want her, I’ll have her.” “Fair game?” I barked out a laugh. “If you want her, you’ll have her? Christ, kid, what world are you living in?

My binding 13." I choked out a pained laugh, thinking about that stupid bet. "You heard about that?" "Yeah." Half-sobbing/ half-laughing, Shannon smiled and nodded. "I won." "Hands down." I kissed her puffy lips. "Undisputed." "Now, I'm keeping 13," she told me. "So come home to me when you're done, okay?" "I will.

Fine, lad, I’ll help you,” Gibsie replied with a sigh. “Even though it’ll never work, you’re doomed to fail, and I’ll more than likely end up giving the best man speech at your wedding at some ridiculously young age because you’ll have bulldozed the shit out of things, for now, I will absolutely help you bury your head in the sand.” “That’s not funny, Gibs,” I snapped, bristling. “I know,” he replied—while he laughed his arse off. “It’s hilarious.

It’s devastating. Your mother and I understand. You might not think we do, but we brought you into this world, and every single painful moment in your life that you endure, and every obstacle you stumble over, we’re there, Johnny. We’re right behind you, feeling everything. Your pain and frustration and fears. It’s all mirrored back to us. Your achievements are ours and your heartache is ours. Because you are all we have, Johnny. Just you. That’s it.

If he touches you again, Shannon, then I want you to grab the sharpest knife you can, and I want you to plunge it into his heart.” Sniffling, I turned to look at him. “You’re not coming back, are you?” Joey just stared at me, eyes filled with tears. “I can’t,” he whispered as a tear rolled down his cheek. “If I go back inside that house, I’ll kill them both.” I watched his face, registered the truth he was telling me, and then I unfastened my seat belt and opened the door. “Goodbye, Joey,” I whispered numbly, and then I climbed out and walked inside.