Mind Over Matter (Cethany)

Chapter 5

Bethany's POV

I've been laying on my bed staring at my ceiling debating on calling Connor or not. He probably wouldn't even answer anyway..

I wasn't trying to be offensive Connor knows how much I care for him. I'm calling him, I don't care.

I held my phone up to my ear as it made it's usual obnoxious ringing sound. Connor answered on the fourth one of them.

"Hey." He said not like he usually does.

"Connor I'm sorry." I blurted out before my mind caught up with my mouth.

"It's cool. It's not like the thought has never come across your mind." He sort of mumbled

"Connor you know that's not true."

"Do I really?"

"Well you should. You know how much I support you."

He sighed before replying. "I know."

"I've always been there for you since I was in 7th grade."

"I know." He repeated softly again.

"Are we cool?"

"Shut the fuck up and get you ass over here." he said chuckling.

"What is it with you and swearing? It's like you can't go without a swear in every sentence."

"I don't know but hurry up and come over."

"Alright I'll be there in a bit." I said hanging up.

I walked down the stairs to see Trevor on the couch scribbling things down on a piece of paper.

"I'm heading out okay?"

"Yeah." He said not looking up from what I'm guessing is a new song of his.

"I'm leaving 40 bucks on the kitchen table so you don't die." I said walking towards the kitchen while pulling out my wallet.

"K." He said still focused.

"Text me if anything happens." I said walking out and locking the door behind me.

Once I got to Connor's house I was greeted by Dorota.

"Bethany?" She asked pointing to me.

"That's me." I responded laughing lightly.

"Is Connor upstairs?"

"Yep."

I walked up the flight of carpeted stairs and then down the hallway, across the little bridge they had above their living room and then I was at Connor's door and I knocked waiting for a response.

"Come in." I heard a Connor shout but it was muffled by the door.

I turned the door knob to see Connor laying on his bed shirtless.

"Hey." He said looking up from his phone and pressing the sleep button and stretching.

"Why do you still knock?"

"Because I don't want to be intrusive."

"You're not being intrusive. We've known each other for four years" He said reminding me like I did earlier.

"Yeahhh." I said trailing off.

"Stop acting like this is your first time being here."

"Sorry I'm not good with words." I laughed.

"No I'm not good with words."

"Yeah but you write amazing stories,"

"I've never seen your writing. Probably because you don't need help with it."