Not such a frantastic life

Please don't

I wake up to Connor jumping into his pants at the bottom of our bed. A small giggle starts to slip from my mouth, until I burst into laughter at the sight of Connor falling straight on his butt.

"Stop laughing at me, and come help me up!" he commands and I jump off the huge bed and give him a hand.

"Are you doing okay Connor? " I ask as he pulls his pants up the rest of the way and nods.

I smile at him, and he shocks me by not smiling back. Did I do something wrong? Did he do something wrong? What the hell is going on?

"Connor what is wrong?" I ask as he walks away into the bathroom. I follow him, he is sitting on the edge of the bathtub, with this head in his hands.

"Con--"

"I'm fine Lydia, I'm always fine." Connor looks as if he is ready to show me the waterworks.

"Connor, I know you are lying to me." I say with a stern voice and folded arms.

"You don't know shit!" he said standing up from the tub and made his way

in front of me.

"I just found out last night my dad killed my mother, and you expect me to be fucking happy and smile is that what you want? " he leans in closer, I know Connor would never hit me, but there is no telling what he would do when he is this angry.

"Connor, I'm sorr--" I am cut off my Connor slamming his fist against the door.

"No let me finish talking, I'm not done, when I am done then you can talk." I don't say anything instead I nod.

"You are acting like nothing happened for the last two days. We got in a fight, I left, we made up, my dad came, lied, we got into another fight, you left, my dad told me he killed my mom, I beat him and we kissed and went to sleep! " he stopped for one second to take a swift breath and then carried on with his verbal abuse.

"I was thinking about how fucked up things are right now and I'm not sure.." he stops and looks at the ground.

"Not sure what connor!" I say with tears in my eyes afraid of what he might say.

"I just said I'm not sure Lydia." Connor said looking into my teary eyes.

"Alright." and with that my feet carried me into the bedroom, and down the hall.

I heard Connor called my name over and over, but my body wouldn't allow my head to turn. By the time I was outside and in my car, my phone was out and dialing Trevor's number.

"Hey Lyd--"

"Where are you?" I cried into the receiver.

"Come over." Trevor spoke in a mere hush.

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