Mind Over Matter (Cethany)

Chapter 6

I just thought I would leave a little disclaimer. There are going to be sexual things in this book. Simple as that. If you don't want to read that it's totally your option. But for those of you who do want to read on, there is some really good stuff planed. Also, a lot of the stuff in this book is supposed to be humorous so don't be so uptight. 

Bethany's pov

Why was this a big deal to Sam? First off, I was drunk. Second of all, We aren't dating we are nothing. There is no us. The long ride home was silent and I wish I could turn on the radio but He was staring me down.

Tonight was actually really fun and I don't regret it, Sam just has to deal with it. I'm single and I'm allowed to hook up with who ever I want to and him? He has to deal with it. I watched as he pulled into the yard and walked me to the door and stepping inside.

"Why did you do it? Why did you hook up with him when I obviously wanted you?"

"I can do what I want. You don't have a say in my choices." I responded while walking up the stairs.

"Don't walk away from me."

"Sam, Let go of me." I said while trying to pull my wrist away from his tightening grip.

"Listen to me."

"Sam, Your hurting me." I squealed just as he slammed me against the wall. I felt a sharp pain in my back as I slid down the wall. I looked up at his face that still had his angry face plastered on as he left the room as tear spilled down my cheeks to my neck.

I can't cry over him or the pain I'm feeling. It's his loss that he will never see me again. I am a independent black women and I don't need no man. (If you know that vine then your amazing) I shouldn't be crying over any man.

I take that back. What he did proves he wasn't a man. Most men have respect for women, no matter what. That proves he wasn't a man he was a coward who acts out when they don't get what they want. And I'm not wasting my time on him.

"Bethany?" Trevor said walking downstairs "Mom and Dad are back."

"I'll be up in a second."

"Okay." He said walking back up as I went to the bathroom and patting my skirt and slightly pulling it down. I pulled my knotted hair into a bun and fixed my smudged eyeliner and mascara. I didn't look half as bad as I felt.

I pulled a stick of gum out of my pocket and slightly smiled because it was Connor's gum that he always chews. I chewed it as I made my way up the stairs. I took one last look in the mirror. I looked okay for a girl who just got slammed against the wall. I slid of my shoes and made my way into the room.

"Hey." I said sitting at the end of the bed.

"Hi, Who was down there?"

"Uhh, Just a friend..?" I responded.

"Okay, Are you going to bed?"

"Yeah, I've had a long night." I said while hugging him. "Night."

I walked downstairs into my room locking the door behind before jumping into the shower attempting to wash the scent of alcohol and weed off of me. Thankfully nobody smelt it or else my ass would be their's. I rinsed out my hair and body before wrapping my towel around me.

My back hurt way too much and so my wrist which felt swollen. This is exactly why I am never going for the football players ever again. I slide on one of Connor's shirts that he had given me and crawled my way into bed and stared at the ceiling.

This was my life at 3 am.

Connor's pov

It was 10 am on a Sunday and what was I doing... I was knocking at Beth's door that connected outside. It was better than being at Church with my dad and what's her face? I pushed the door open not caring if she was sleeping. (I literally picture her room as Sutton's from the lying game, lmaooo.)