Connor's P.O.V.
"...Face it, Connor. You're going to be alone for the rest of your life. That's that." Chelsea spoke aloud.
I felt a tear slip from my right eye, but I quickly wiped it away. I can't believe she just told everyone my biggest secrets. I should tell everybody hers right now. But, I can't. I wish I could make her feel my pain right now. My grandma wouldn't want that though.
I turned and walked away, right out of the building. I ran out from the courtyard and right to my truck. It was an old, grey, rusty truck, but it was still a truck.
I hopped I'm and turned the key. I felt more tears start slipping. Before being able to break into tears, I quickly drove off. My vision was blurry nonetheless.
I thought u could actually trust Chelsea, and she goes and betrays it. The only person I can trust is my grandma. I can't even trust my friends. Not because they're dicks, but because if they knew my secrets, they'd kick me out if the group and I'd have no one to talk to at school. Plus I actually do care for them.
I make my way up to my grandmas driveway and pull in. I get out and rush to the house. I ran in and my grandma looked at me I smiled.
When I saw her little blue eyes look at me, I remembered what Chelsea said about me killing my grandma because of my smoking. I immediately run to her and hug her as she sits on the couch.
"I will never smoke again, Gram. I promise." I cried into her shoulders. She put her arms back around me and thanked me as she kissed my forehead. I sat with her until I actually fell asleep in her hold.
I woke up around nine o'clock. I was laid across the couch. Gram must have went to bed. I got up and checked my phone. It was a text from Jc.
From: Jc
connor come down 2 rickys house sick party
To: Jc
b there soon
I decided not to check up in Gram, she might wake up if I go in there. I headed out the door to what would become - with exceptions - the worst night of my life.
(A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while I've ha major writers block and I couldn't think of anything. But ideas are coming back to me now so expect a new chapter soon. Thank you to whoever is reading this lol.)
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