love in the sky | connie s. ♡

drunk and nasty (nsfw)

- i want to note this entire chapter is one huge flashback
- there's multiple pov switches PLS pay attention or you'll be confused 😭
- i wrote this chapter as a bonus for the smut so enjoy
- TW! small amounts of domestic violence

~ 1 year & 3 months ago ~
~ colt's apartment ~
~ y/n's pov ~

"Colt, I just want you to listen to me!" I yelled as he let out another laugh, sitting down into his gaming chair. "You really gonna throw a fit over something this stupid? It's not a big deal." He shook his head. "I'm tired of you doing this shit. It stresses me the fuck out."

"Not a big deal?! Stresses YOU out?! It's disrespectful to me, your girlfriend!" I shout, standing from his bed. "You were hitting on her!-" "All I did was ask for her insta. You're so fucking dramatic." He laughed, turning around to face his pc. "Now, go cry about this somewhere else. I'm not dealing with your insecure shit tonight."

"My insecure shit?!" I yelled, grabbing ahold of his tv remote, throwing it towards the chair. It hit the back, Colt jumping before he looked back to me. I grit my teeth, "You constantly disrespect me and flirt with other bitches and you expect me to just be cool with it?!"

"You're a fucking stripper. You shake your ass for men all fucking night! But of course, me finding someone attractive is a big deal-" I cut him off, "Because I don't lust after those creepy ass men!" I argued. "I just want you to hear me!-" "I unfortunately do hear you and I wish you'd drop it and move on. You're acting like I fucked her." He scoffed, looking back to his screen before grabbing ahold of his mouse. I made my way over, shoving the mouse away from him as he angrily turned around, standing from his chair before he grabbed my wrists, squeezing rather tightly. "You gonna touch my shit? You're so fucking insecure you're gonna scream and throw a tantrum over this bullshit?!" He yelled.

"It's not about me being insecure! It's about you being a dick and making me look stupid in front of all your little friends!" My head was throbbing and my eyes burned, tears getting ready to pour out at any given second. "I just want you to give a fuck!" His grip grew tighter on my wrists, making me wince.

"God, you're so fucking needy." Colt let out a heavy sigh as he rolled his eyes, aggressively releasing my wrists as he pushed my hands back. My blood boiled because of his cocky attitude, which he always had, and it made me so angry that before I could even think of what I was doing, I swung my arm back and smacked him right across the cheek, his eyes widening at my actions. "You little bitch." He shoved my shoulders, hard, my body stumbling back as I tripped onto the bed. "You think it's okay to touch me?!" He yelled, turning around and sweeping his arm across his desk, multiple things falling off as the sound of glass shattering echoed throughout his bedroom.

I felt my body tense up, my hands growing shaky as he looked down at me. "I'm sorry." I said softly, the tears escaping my eyes and sliding down my cheeks.

He laughed, "Sorry? So worked up about this dumb shit that you slap me?! Do you know how that makes me feel?" He pointed to himself, my heart sinking. "I just- I don't get why you had to be so friendly with her-" "I was just being nice." He laughed again.

"You said she was 'hot' and asked for her socials-" "I didn't fuck her, did I? Jesus Christ, you do this shit all the time and then wonder why we argue."

'I do this shit all the time...'

"Why don't you get it?" I choked out.

"Get what? I can't look at others? It's not like I'm touching them." He shook his head.

"I can't stand you." I pushed myself up, wiping the tears from my puffy eyes, my makeup probably an absolute mess. I didn't understand why he had to act this way and every single time he always managed to make me feel like it was my fault.