Broken Home

XXXII

Connor

"MICHAEL!" I yelled, all the anger I've been keeping in finally getting out.

"I'M SORRY, OKAY?" He yelled back, twice as loud as I did. "WON'T YOU JUST FORGET IT?"

"HOW COULD I FORGET THAT?"

"I THOUGHT YOU FELT THE SAME WAY! I DIDN'T KNOW!"

"WELL I DIDN'T, NOR WILL I EVER. YOU'RE DISGUSTING." I spat, walking out the apartment building.

"CONNOR!" He yelled as I started sprinting out into the snow.

I can't believe he would do such a thing. How is that even an appropriate thing to do? Why would he think it was okay to keep trying to kiss me after I repeatedly told him no? He was literally all over me, and I didn't like it.

He's stupid. And a jerk. And stupid.

I kept running, knowing where to go. I wasn't going back home, since I can't even call him Dad after getting the text he sent me saying he didn't "want to see my disgraceful face again". And I am not going back to Michael and Calum. Calum already freaked me out, talking to himself and yelling into the mirror, "IT'S NOT MY FAULT!"

I was going to who I knew would listen, who would actually care about what I was going to say.

Ashton

"Hey." I said into the phone, my frown immediately turning into a frown when I heard soft crying. "What's wrong?"

"Michael's a stupid jerk." Connor sighed.

"What did he do?" I sat up, both arms in my face since the leather cuffs they put on me were holding my arms together.

"He tried to kiss me even though I kept pushing me off a-"

"Wait, what?" I said, getting very agitated.

"H-He tried to ki-"

"When I see him I swear I will slap the hair dye out his hair." I kicked the pillow at my feet.

"Don't." She said.

I heard knocking, and heavy breaths.

"Are you still with him?" I asked. "I mean are you still at the apartment."

"No. I'm on my way to-" She stopped.

"Where?"

"Hey! How've you been?" I heard shuffling and she sounded really sweet.

"Oh, you know. Preston's still a pain." A deep voice on the other side said, laughing.

"Could I-um. Could I talk to Preston?" I heard Connor ask.

"Yeah, I'll get him really quick. Come in! You know the place as well as you know your brush sizes." The deep voice chuckled.

"Thank you."

I stayed silent as I heard chatter, shuffling, and silence.

"Ashton?" I heard her say finally.

"Yes?" I responded.

"I'm going to have to call you later." She said, instantly hanging up.

"B-Bye."