Striking Blue || Connor Murphy

ObnoxiousYellow

I trudge into my house my shoes squeaking. I'm met with my mother standing in the hallway. "Where have you been?" Her voice dangerously low. "I was out with Jared" I face her as I speak. "Yes I'm aware of that, he told me that you'd gone off with Connor" Her voice demanding. "Yeah, he lives a few streets over so we walked together. What's the problem?" I crouch down and start untying my shoes. "I told you to stay away from him that's the problem." She stands over me as I take my shoes off. "Your constantly telling me to get more friends, that you don't like Evan and when I try all I get in return is you shouting at me because it's someone you don't like" I shout back. "No you want me to hang around with all the bitchy girls while they slut shame everyone else but my actual friends people who I like aren't good enough for you" my voice cracks as I stand. "Don't you dare speak to me like that" she growls. I barely register the hand across my cheek, but the sting afterwards tells me everything. Shoving past her I grab my bag and run up the stairs as my lip quivers, an occasional tear slips down my nose across my lips.

J=Jared Y=you    (Texts)

Y: fuck you! And to think you where my fucking friend
Y: don't answer me now that it doesn't suit you, dick head
Y: I'm going to tell everyone about the time you masturbated to Evans Instagram
Y: you're playing a dangerous fucking game. I know you can see this

J: Alright. Chill your tits.
Y: your telling me to chill?
Y: why don't you come back to my mother once your 'friend' rats you out
J: you're*
Y: do I look like I care?
J: I do
Y: clearly, go masturbate to Evan or something leave me alone
J: you text me first

Groaning in frustration I get up and flop on my bed, the silence doesn't last long before my phones buzzed again. "What the hell does he want. 'New message from: Unknown' opening my phone the message reads

U: hey it's Connor
Y: the fuck do you want?
C: what did I do?
Y: doesn't matter
C: is it ur mum?
Y: yeah I'm grounded
C: oh
C: that sucks
Y: aha yeah
C: I could come over?
Y: please don't She angry enough
C: is she that bad?
Y: I don't know what ur definition of bad is
C: me
Y: Oof, no you're a walk in the park compared to her
C: I doubt that
Y: maybe but you haven't been that bad
C: why don't you sneak out? I'll meet you
Y: because I quite like having some social freedom
C: k
Y: k
C: oh, Larry's back
Y: have fun
C: he's not that bad, I mean he doesn't hurt me just shouts at my mum
Y: oh
Y: I have to go, I'm gonna have to delete your number my mum checks my phone. You can keep mine though so you can get in touch if you need it
C: okay, night
Y: night see you tomorrow
C: yeah

"Y/n come and get dinner!" My mother shouts up the stairs. I get up and pull off the grey shirt Connor gave me for an obnoxious yellow hoodie that covered everything better.

I walk downstairs to be greeted by my mother and father sat at the dinner table. "You're going to sit and eat with us tonight" Is wasn't a question she was demanding. "Yes," I respond sitting down on the other end of the table furthermost away from her.

A/n it's a bit short but it's all I can do