No Limit 2 (Conor Maynard Fanfic)

Chapter 115

It’s Wednesday 27th February meaning it’s exactly a month today since I’ve been grounded, and yes, I have been counting down. Originally it was 2 weeks but after being caught sneaking out of my room to see Jack, they changed it to a month.

I haven’t even bothered talking to them. I’ve just been in my room drawing and watching telly to pass time, going downstairs every once in a while for food and some more paper to draw on. On the plus side, my drawing skills have improved a lot. I’ve also been doing daily work outs meaning my body’s in much better shape than it was a month ago. It wasn’t bad last month but I certainly wasn’t fit. I doubt I’ll be keeping up this ‘fit’ lifestyle though. I only did it because I was desperate for entertainment.

My parents work till 9pm every night except on Saturday’s and Sunday’s, meaning I could go out without them finding out, but I just can’t be bothered. No one’s in the mood for going out anymore. I still FaceTime Eleanor, Jack and some of the group every now and then to pass a bit of time though. Eleanor calls me every now and then with a new piece of advice she’s found on Twitter which doesn’t usually help me but it’s nice to know she cares.

And as for Conor, he’s still meeting up with Zac. We don’t even make eye contact in school anymore. Well, if he’s passing me I’ll quickly glance at him but we’re still not talking. I’m still not over him. I still cry because of everything that’s happened between us but I’m used to it now. I just feel numb to the pain. He doesn’t even walk to and from school with us anymore. He’s late every morning for school for some unknown reason, and he meets up with Zac as soon as school finishes rather than walking home with us.

Jack tells me that Conor does stay at his own house every night except weekends. Conor still talks to Anna and his Mum every now and then but Angela’s still upset with him. Anna doesn’t really know what’s going on. Jack and Conor still aren’t talking and if they do, it’s just another explosive argument. Everything’s just stopped. Alex is the only person that still talks to Conor. They meet up every now and then after school but Zac’s never with them when they do. Alex hates Zac but isn’t going to stop seeing Conor just because Conor and Zac are mates again. Jack also told me that Conor’s uploaded 2 more covers onto YouTube but I just don’t want to watch them to be honest. I’m surprised he’s actually still doing them to be honest. I’m happy he is. He shouldn’t let his voice go to waste.

Anyway... I got my phone back after a week because they knew how upset I was about the situation with Conor, so Dad thought it was best that I should at least get to call Eleanor. Mum didn’t fully agree with it because I’d get to see my friends at school but Dad somehow persuaded her which is why I don’t hate Dad as much as I hate Mum. I don’t hate them, I just dislike what they’re doing. I understand that Mum was just caring about me when she was trying to call me at Jack’s, and I might have taken things a bit too far but everything was just piling up which is why I took my anger out on her.

I’m assuming Mum and Dad get the day off work today seeing as they were at home when I came back from school. I haven’t asked them about it but they’ve either had the day off or they finished early.

When I was walking back from school with Jack and Lois earlier, Jack said I should go round to his seeing as I don’t have to stay locked up in my room anymore so that’s exactly what I’m going to do after I’ve called Eleanor. We talk almost every day which I love. I almost packed my bags and got the train to go and live with Eleanor for a week but school got in the way and I’m coming up to my final exams now so I need to get as much school time as possible, which is why I’m trying to not let the Conor situation get in the way too much. I mean, exams are in May.

“Hey Lucy. How’s it going?” Eleanor answers the phone, enthusiastic as always.

“We’re getting there” I laugh as I change out of my school shirt and throw on a plain black top.