I wasn't mad at Tristan but that didn't stop me from demanding him to take me straight home, I didn't care how far he had to travel, how much it cost him or the fact virtually everything I own was at his place.
The car journey was silent, it took a good few hours to get back home, and the only noise was the faint splutter of the radio syncing in and out. When we eventually got to mine I thanked him quietly and made my way back to the place I call home. Mum and dad were out at work till late so I unlocked the door with the spare key that they hid underneath the bell on the windowsill and made my way in. I ran straight to my room, when I opened my door the memories hit me and the tears managed to sneakily roll back down my cheeks again. I walked over to my bed and cuddled up underneath the alpaca duvet set, hugging the big unicorn that usually sat at the bottom of the mattress.
I cried myself to sleep.
The next morning I woke up to the familiar smell of mums classic English breakfast. I didn't know if mum and dad realised I was home so I made my way downstairs and strolled into the kitchen like nothing had changed.
"Good morning mother" She jolted in her chair,
"Georgia! Gosh you scared me! How come your back?"
"Long story that I don't want to talk about"
"Ah okay, is it to do with you and Tris?"
"I just told you I didn't want to talk about it but no, its not to do with Tris"
"Good" She got up out her chair and went back to cooking breakfast, the smell was intoxicating and I wanted to eat it all right there and then" I waited a bit longer for breakfast to cook then grabbed myself a serving. I took the plate up to my room and ate it rather slowly, the argument has kinda put me off eating.
"Georgiaa!" My mu was shouting my name from downstairs,
"Whaaat!" I shouted back,
"Somebodys at the door for you!" Bleh. Slowly but surely I got out of bed and dragged myself down the stairs. My duvet was draped over my shoulders,
"Connor?"
"Surprise!" He greeted my mum and dad and then I lead him upstairs and sat him on my bed.
"What the fuck do you think your doing here?"
"Well first of all you left all your things at Tristan's so I've come to bring some of the bare necessities down to you, and secondly I know your not exactly feeling the best recently so I brought us wristbands for Blackpool pleasure beach today, thought id try to cheer you up!" Bless his little heart, he's really outdone himself this time.
"Aww Con you didn't have to do that!"
"Well, I did, get changed and meet me outside" Connor made his way downstairs and out of the house to wait in the car. Manically searching through my wardrobe, I found a pair of grey ripped jeans and a cropped white and red stripy top with black converse. I felt body confident today and I was gonna make the most of it. I emptied my Adidas bag onto my bed and picked out the things I needed from the pile of crap on my bed.
When I went downstairs and headed out to Connor who was waiting in the car for me.
"Hellooo" I said as I got in his car,
"Wow, you look gorgeous!" I blushed a little,
"Thankyou Con!" He started the car and we set off, the car journey was fairly long but with Cons car having wifi and his sick soundtrack it went quite fast, we were halfway through the journey when Con noticed id gone a but quiet.
"Georgia, you alright?"
"Yeah, I suppose"
"Whats wrong?"
"Um, well, Tristan, James and Brad went clubbing last night and Bra posted this photo of James and Tristan kissing, i know they were probably drunk and it was probably a joke but it hurts to know hes fine without me"
"Georgia, Tris has a funny way of dealing with things, he loves you unconditionally and we both know that for a fact. You will be fine, lets just enjoy today, yeah?"
"Yeah, sorry, Con"
"Dont worry about it"
Another hour or two and me and Con finally arrived at blackpool, we were both way too excited. With a hop skip and a jump we made our way to the reception, i guess you could call it, and picked our wristbands up, within no time we were in the park. Luckily we were some of the first people to get there so we had first pick of the rides.
"Okay, we need to think tactical" Con had a very serious concentration face on,
"Okay, well if we go straight to the biggest ride we want to go on now then we wont have to que up for it later" Cons face lit up,
"Pepsi Max it is!" The Pepsi Max was humungous, it had an incredibly high peak and a massive drop. Hand in hand we ran towards the Pepsi Max, barging through many people along the way, the words 'sorry!' and 'oi!' were shouted a lot along the way. When we finally got to the que there were only about 40 people in line, we were very chuffed with ourselves.
After about a 20 minute wait it was our turn, we sat down, did all our belts up, were saftey checked and then the ride jolted fowards and we were off.
The cart chugged along the tracks to the top for what felt like ages, when we eventually stopped at the tip, it felt like forever untill we eventually dropped. The cart whizzing down the tracks, screams of joy eruptions out of peoples mouths, zipping around corners and going up and down more hill like drops, my stomach was flipping and turning all over the place, connors smile was spread from one ear to another. Within no time at all we were back where we started, reluctant to get off we did.
The day went incredibly fast, water rides, tower drops, ones where you cant see the floor, they were amazing, and i couldnt thank Con enough.
On the way back we stopped off at Mcdonalds, quickly going through the drive thru and then back on the roads.
It was about 9.15 when me and Con got back, i didnt want the day to end so i decided to stay at Connors. I walked up the steps behind him, giggling about something he had said, when he reached his front door he realised it was unlocked, anxiously he made his way through it. Nothing had been broken or stolen but a very wobbly, drunk looking man was lent over the kitchen island.
"What are you doing here?" Con said,
"What the fuck do you think your doing with her?" The man started backing away from the island and walking towards us, it was Tris. Vomit covered his t-shirt and a bottle of vodka was in his hand, only a quarter left in the bottle.
"Tris, what the hell?" I stepped infront of connor, kind of protecting Connor. "YOU didn't stop me from leaving very well, Connor came to my rescue" I made sure i had a smug ass look on my face,
"Look at you! Your a drunk mess! Leave, now." He tried making his way up to me, smothering me in his vomit covered clothes, i kept screaming at him to fuck off and get off me but he wasn't listening. Connor intervined and grabbed Tristan, virtually booting him out of the apartment slamming the door behing him. The next thing we heard was a rustle of the bushes and projectile puking. I ran into connors arms, crying uncontrollably in his embrace.
Fuck men.
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