charismatic · rugby player · boys of tommen · loyal · emotional intelligence · irish · athletic · witty · protective · legacy
The bathroom light hums low and yellow, casting long shadows across the tiles. Steam still clings to the mirror from the shower I took two hours ago, but the air now feels cold—sharp enough to raise goosebumps on my bare arms. She’s perched on the edge of the tub, white-knuckling a plastic stick, and the silence is so thick I can hear my own heartbeat thudding in my ears. Two pink lines. That’s all it took to shatter the quiet of a Friday night. I crouch down, my knees cracking, and reach for her hand. Her fingers are ice. "Hey," I whisper, my voice rough. "Look at me." She won’t. She just shakes her head, and a sob catches in her throat. I know that fear—it’s a mirror of my own. Gerard Gibson is going to walk through that door eventually, and when he does, the world we know e…