CALIFORNIA DREAMS

3.ARGUEMENTS

CONRAD
its friday afternoon and im currently doing my homework in the library. I didnt want their to be any distractions. i plan on surprising belly with a weekend getaway to san fran. This first week of classes have been a real bitch for us, especially me, im already out of my mind exhausted with all my homework and projects. its so much, way to much science and math. Thats all i take, science, math, and medical classes. I have bone anatomy, microbiology, fluid physics and organic chemistry 3. They are kicking my ass.

Ive never been so stressed out in my life the 1st week of school. I had to do 3 reasearch papers, create a bone structure, and ive had to do physics problems every single day. Organic chemistry 3 is so fucking hard already. We have to memorize all the proteins in the body, and their chemical make ups. At least im almost done, then i can go home. Home to my belly. Shell be so excited for our plans, shes been waiting to go explore the city again. We havent been since spring break. I look at the next protien glycine. I think back to our lectures this week, fuck what is glycine made up of.

I know carbons in the center coo negatives on top h3n plus is on the left. Whats one the right and bottom again? I flip back through my notes til i find it. Oh right h and ch i think to myself. I finish the last two proline and cystiene, before im ready to leave. Man my brain is fried, i drive back and arrive home at nearly 4pm. 4 hours i was there, all i did was one assignment. Luckily it was the only one i had to that was due today. I walk inside the house, and im met with mess.

It looks like a tornado whizzed by our living room. Theres clothes all over the couch, dishes on the table. Trash on the floor, i fight the urge to clean it up. This is bellys mess, shell clean it up. She needs to clean more, i on top of all my schoolwork have also been doing most of the house chores. Belly does her laundry, and the trash thats it. She dosent even take her dishes to the sink, its annoying.

"Isabel what happened to the living room?!" i call out annoyed and sigh.

Belly comes pounding down the staires.

"sorry, this was supposed to be cleaned up, before you got here. The girls and i are going out for dinner, clubbing, and partying. My laundry was downstaires." Belly replies.

"its fine, just clean it up" i huff out.

"I will tomorrow" she responds, and my eyes go wide.

"Tomorrow? belly where am i gonna sit?" i say firm but gentle.

"Just throw everything to the floor" she shrugs.

"Why cant you do it today? or i dont know right now?" i say calm but i glare at her.

"I need to leave im sorry. It takes me 45 minutes to get to the school, i have to go right now" she apologizes and glares back.

"Im so tired of cleaning up after you! Also would it kill you to take the dishes to the sink, or better yet the dishwasher!" i argue with her. She runs her hands through her hair, she does that when shes stressed.

"Conrad, i cant do this now, i have to go. We can fight later." Belly sighs and gives me an annoyed look.

"Fine, have fun with the girls" i reply calm.

I dont look at her "i dont know why youre in a piss poor mood, but i hope it smooths over later" belly says. She slams the door behind her. I instantly regret everything i said after she leaves. My emotions run high, fuck why did i do that? Tears well in my eyes. I let them fall, i look out the window to see if i can maybe chase her down, but her cars gone. I hate fighting with belly, nothing in this world makes me feel worse.

The reason she probably isnt going to pick all this up, is cause shell be wasted, and too tired tonight. What party is so important she couldnt spend 5 minutes hashing this out with me? I sigh and hop on call of duty. Jeremiahs on too, he invites me to a game, and we get on a video call.