LILIBETH
He's back
He's back
He's back
He's back
Tadhg's words rang through my head as I hurriedly typed Gibsie's number into my phone, slipping on a hoodie and shoes.
"Everything alright, chickee?" Claires voice rang through the phone
"Claire, where are you? Where's Gibs?" I asked frantically, pacing around my room.
He's back. Those words will haunt me forever.
"We're at Biddies, Gerard's beside me, why?" Claire said, sounding a bit more worried now.
"Is he drunk? Please tell me he's in driving condition. Have you heard from Shannon? H-"
"Lilibeth! Tell me what's going on! Ge- Gerard up, now. Why would I have heard from Shannon? Is it Tadhg?" Claire asked frantically. There was sounds of glasses clinking and talking before there was silence. I assume they were outside by now.
"I was on the phone with Tadhg, helping Ollie with his homework and then Tadhg said 'He's back' then hung up. Please Claire, I need to get there."
I heard rustling on the other line before my cousins voice came through.
"Lil? We're leaving now, I'll be 5 minutes. Wait outside for me babe. I have to hang up though, I can't drive and talk yet."
"Okay, see ya." I exhale deeply. I dialed Tadhg again, but no such luck. I was left wallowing until Gibsie pulled up outside. I climbed into the backseat, clad in my pink pyjama pants, a navy GAA club hoodie, and my tattered down Asics. We didn't speak much on the way over, but as we were rounding the corner to Elks Terrace, I saw smoke rising from one of the houses and sounds of sirens going off.
Please no. Anyone but them. Anyone but him. Anyone but my Tadhg. When I saw the house, consumed in flames, I snapped. I stumbled out of the still moving car and walked a few steps before dropping to my knees. I don't remember when I started crying. I don't remember seeing Johnny holding Joey back from running into the flames. I barley even registered my knees hitting the ground. The Garda sirens in the background are the equivalent to a fly in the Gaiety Theatre. All I could see was the bright flames. All my other senses didn't matter. Only he mattered. My Tadhg.
He's back.
The words rang in my head as i saw two cloth covered figures coming out on stretchers. Only two? Where's Tadhg?
Where's Tadhg?
Tadhg?
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NAVIGATING 5 - tadgh lynch
FanfictionTogether through thick and thin since senior infants, Tadgh and Lilibeth are inseparable. What happens when the truth comes out and all of their heavily packed trauma and secrets come out? Will their friendship survive? This is a slow burn. I think...
