Not such a frantastic life

Runaways

"Wait. Where are you going?" my mother asked.

"Up to my room." I said inching my way to the stairs.

"Not with him." she said, her tone very serious.

"Mom. Can you not?" I said being to tense up.

"Can I not what? I don't like your little delinquent of a friend." she said.

"I don't care. I'm 17. I could practically move out if I wanted to." I said to her fed up with this argument.

"Well, I don't like him. He is not welcome in my home. You both can get out for that matter." she said beginning to stand up.

"Fine, I will then." I said storming up the stairs to my bedroom. when I reached my door, I kicked it in. I began grabbing bags and stuffing then with clothes.

"Let me help." Connor said calm as spring breeze. He began to put clothes in a bags with me. About 6 minutes later we had everything I owned in some type of bag. As Connor helped me carry them down stairs my mom began to mutter bad things about us under her breath.

"Huh??! What was that you old hag??! If you can say it under your breath you can say it loud enough for me to hear!!" I said getting closer.

"I said that I hope you and your criminal are happy together in prison." She said snappily.

"You know what fuck you, you bitter tart. Wanna know why dad left you??! Because he found someone prettier, smarter, and less sour than you!" I screamed in her face. I knew I hit a nerve because I saw a tear stream from her from her face.

"Get the hell out of my house!" She shouted while pushing me father away.

I obeyed her command but before I shut the door behind me I yelled throughout the house.

"Have a nice life without me bitch!!"

I slammed the door so hard I thought that it was going to demolish into bits and pieces.

Connor and I got into his car and sped off.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that." I said to Connor.

"Don't be. It was all my fault." he said pulling the car over on the side of the road.

"No it's not!!" I said leaning over the seat to look him in the eyes. I started to cry. Not because I was sad, but because I was furious. Connor gently wiped my tears and said very delicately.

"Lyd, don't cry baby." he said embracing me into a tight hug.

"She make me so fucking mad!" I said said into his chest.

"Do you want to go and do something?" he asked me.

"No not really." I said sitting back into my seat.

"Well we are gonna anyways."

We drove into a town that I had never even knew existed. About 13 minutes later we arrived at a gym.

As Connor parked the car I asked why we were here."

"I'm gonna let you get some anger out." he said with a pleased smile.

"Haha, no thank you" I said.

"I look horrible."

"It's a gym. Everyone looks horrible."

I laughed at that. I agreed to go and 'free some anger'.

As we walked into the gym I saw a huge muscled guy at the counter take notes on something.

"Hey Boss, haven't seen you in a while." Connor said to the body builder.

"Yeah dude tell me about it. What are you guys looking for today?" boss asked.

"Well this little lady needs to release some anger." Connor said smiling over at me.

"Haha okay, room 13 is free." he said to Connor.

"Okay, thanks boss." Connor said waving. We walked down a bright yellow and red hallway with a dark wooden floor.

"Room 13." Connor said announcing it as if it was a wrestler. We popped the door open and it smelled of sweat. Connor lead me into the room and leaped up onto the stage with a punching bag in the middle of it. He tossed me a pair of blue boxing gloves as I walked over to him. He helped me up onto the stage with him.

"Now what?" I asked him.

"Defend yourself." he said quoting the movie Sucker Punch.

I started to punch the bag full of beads. Then I couldn't control it. I felt as if this was a person, specifically my mom, and I gave her the fifth degree. 20 minutes later I was extremely tired, sweat was pouring from my face and arms.

"Damn I would've hated being that punching bag." he said taking a seat next to me.

"You could be." I said grinning at him.

"You don't want these hands." He said pushing me playfully.

"Or do I?" I said pushing him back.

He got up and started to lightly punch my arm and stomach. Then I saw a opening. I tackled him to the ground and pinned him down.

"Ding ding ding." I said mocking the boxing bell after a boxer has won a round.

"You only won because I let you." He said.

"I am pretty sure I won fair and square." I said to him.

"I like you in this position." Connor said.

I realized that I was still on top of him with him arms pinned behind his head.

"Whoops." I said rolling off of him.

"Why'd you say whoops. You're my girl, you're allowed to do that kind of stuff." he said pulling me back in him.

"I'm your girl?" I asked him.

"If you want to be," he said nervously.

"Do you?" he asked me seriously.

"Uhmmm. No." I said joking.

"We'll I'm just gonna have to kiss you until you say yes." he said rolling over so that I was on bottom.

Then he started pecking me all over. my neck, my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, and my chin.

"Will you be mine?" he said refraining from pecking my face.

"Yes, I'd love to Connor." I said looking at him.

He leaned down and kissed me. Not like before though. Like a boyfriend and girlfriend should kiss. Slow and carefully. as if he didn't want to cross any lines. We stopped kissing as boss opened up the door.

"Hey Connor are you alive?" he asked sarcastically.

"Yes we are alive boss." he responded.

"You guys have been in here for like 3 hours." he said.

"And?" Connor said like it was a bad thing.

"I have a client that has scheduled this room for 6, and it's 5:55." He said.

"Okay, I get your drift." Connor said sighing running his hands through his blondish brown hair.

"Clean up please?" boss said.

"I will mom." Connor said.

Boss shut the door and Connor got up and took off his gloves. He pulled mine from off of my hands too.

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