Worthless. (A Connor Franta fanfiction)

Chapter 3

I was about to burst into tears after he asked me that, "I'll tell you later. When we're all together. I'll explain everything." I said to him. I noticed we arrived at the mall, and can I say IT WAS HUGE! I ran through the door and ran straight into hot topic, I grabbed a few t shirts, a couple pairs of jeans, some shorts, and a ton of bracelets. Ricky walked up to me and notices all the band shirts I got, "sleeping with sirens, black veil brides, pierce the veil, of mice and men... You know what? I never thought my baby sister would listen to stuff like this" he chuckled. I gave him that same cheeky smile I gave him when we were kids, I pulled out my wallet and notice Ricky already handed the man his credit card. "Ricky! You know I hate people paying for me!!" I complain, "that's why I do it" ugh. Once we leave there we go to journeys and I get a pair of combat boots, a new pair of converse, and a new pair of vans. I paid this time 😁😁😁. After about 2 more hours my hands are loaded with bags. We make one more stop at sephora so I can get some makeup. Connor walks up to me and says "you don't need that, you're beautiful without it" I blush and buy it anyway. Once I finish paying we head to the cars and go to the o2l house. "I FEEL IT DEEP WITHIN, ITS JUST BENEATH THE SKIN, I MUST CONFESS THAT I FEEL LIKE A MONSTER!!" I shout at the top of my lungs because this is my all time favorite band I've been dying to see in concert since I was 8 when I first heard their song "comatose" on the radio. Ricky knows it's my dream to meet them, but he doesn't know why they mean so much to me. Especially now. Once we get to the house, Ricky has Connor show me to my room, Connor grabs my wrist to take me up the stairs to my room. But I hiss and pull my arm away. Connor tells me to follow him, my room is MASSIVE. I sit the bags on the floor and collapse on the bed, I feel the bed sink beside me, I turn my head and notice it was Connor I slowly sit up. He slowly lifts up my arm and carefully lifts up my sleeve revealing my cuts and scars that have collected over the past 2 years. I see the tears begin to well up in his eyes, "why?" Is all he managed to get out. I burst into tears right then and there. "M..m..my... My par...rents.... T..they.... B.... Beat me" I cried into his chest. I noticed the fury in his eyes. "Don't tell Ricky.... Please?" My heart almost stopped when all I heard was my brother saying "don't tell Ricky what?"