Not such a frantastic life

Bad side

As I marched through the crowd of sweaty people I came to a halt when my eyes landed on Connor. Connor was grinding, while making out with another girl. Her head rolled from side to side with her eyes glued shut while Connor gave her small pecks here and there. I watched him grope her breast and bottom as tears filled my eyes. I had decided I have had enough and I stomped toward them.

"What the fuck Connor?!" I angrily sobbed.

"What's wrong?" He asked as I he wasn't doing anything wrong.

"Are you insane? What's wrong? You're grinding with another girl! And groping her! And kissing her!" I screamed while gesturing toward his hand still on her bottom.

"This isn't what it looks like." he said removing his hands from her.

"It isn't? Then tell me what it is Connor!" I demanded loudly.

"We're just friends." he said smugly.

"Friends don't grope each other and stick their tongues down each other throats!" I shrieked.

"Well they don't do what we did either." he muttered under his breath while rubbing the back of his neck.

"What?! I can't even believe you right now Connor!"

"You shouldn't be mad at me when you were just dancing with Jc!" he yelled at me.

"I wasn't groping or sucking face with him!"

"Might as well." he said quietly yet harshly.

"I don't even know him! And you probably don't even know this girl!" I shouted at him.

"Why the hell are you so damn clingy? I can't ever do anything without you right there beside me looking over my shoulder. My mother may be dead, but damn Lydia, you don't have to hold my hand every waking second." He growled. His words stabbed me in my heart. I didn't know that he felt this way. Why didn't he tell me this in private. When he was sober. And not in front of some tramp.

"Con-"

"Don't fucking Connor me, you think just because your dad bought our house, I'm your fucking pet. I'm older than you and you treat me as if I'm two." He said cutting me off. This time his words hurt.

"Why are yo--"

"Why am I what? Being truthful? Because you need to know the truth Lydia. And sometimes the truth hurts." He said making direct eye contact with me.

"Don't bother coming home." I said harshly as I grabbed my bag. I walked away from my so called 'boyfriend' with tears streaming down my face from his harsh words. How could he say that?

I headed towards the bar an ordered another cherry vodka, I had to try to erase what harsh argument Connor and I had moment before. After I finished my drink I pushed passed the people for my final time. I pushed passed Ricky and some red haired girl. I pushed passed Kian and Andrea, still in the same spot. As I reached the door someone grabbed me from behind.

"Hey baby. Why don't I show you a good time?" the creep said into my hair.

"How bout no." I said trying to push away, but epically failing.

"C'mon babe. There's a motel just around the corner." he said, this time he tightened his grip around me.

"I said no asshole." I said trying to loosen his grip.

"Awh, baby. Don't act like that." he said tightening even tighter.

"C'mon. My car is just outside." he said tugging me out the door.