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Stay With Me...

◊ 008.0 ◊

Delilah
May 27, 2014




Conner and I were walking to an arcade after I put up a fight about not driving. I haven't got into a car ever since the.. accident. Some people ask me how i can get over my dad in three months and the truth is... i haven't. I still cry like a baby some night. I still fall fast asleep in his shirts with the smell of his cologne lingering off the fabric. I still pray.. pray to god to bring him back.. but I know its physically impossible. I just.. Have to stay strong for my mom. My dads death hit her hard. The last thing she said to my dad was "Just go get her..". When the last thing i said was "I'm sorry".

"Are you okay?.." Conner asked as he held the arcade doors open for me.

I didn't even notice I was crying. I quickly wiped the tears away "I.. I just yawned" I lied as i entered the arcade.

Once I was inside I saw kids running around with change jiggling in there pockets as they all raced towards this one game called PAC MAN. They were probably trying to beat my high score, but if my dad was here he would have probably beat the score in 2 min. He was a pro, but he cant..and he wont.. Because he isn't here.

"Are you sure you're okay? I mean we can go home if you wan-"

I then cut off Conner "No, No.. its fine..".

He gave me a sympathetic smile as we walked around the arcades games. One caught my attention.. Air Hockey. "Oh my god! we have to play this!" I said like a child as a smile appeared on my face.

A chuckle escape Conner's mouth as he inserted 75 cents into the machine. Once he was done the sign then blinked and air started to shoot out of the tiny holes on the table. A puck then came out on my side, which starled me. "I'm just going to warn you right here... I'm pretty.... Amazing at this game.." I grinned

"Bring it.." Conner challenged me.

That's the thing I like about Conner, He challenged me.. and for some reason... I liked it.





"Wow.. You just got your butt kicked.." Some kid said as i once again hit the puck into the slit on Conner's side of the table.

"By a girl..." The other kid said with a disappointed look on his face.

"I told you i was amazing.." I smirked.

"you're okay.." He grinned.

"Then you must be down right horrible" I joked.

Conner didn't defend himself, not even a reply he just gazed at something behind me. e I then turned around to see what caught his attention, I grabbed a slight glance at two guys leaning up against a claw machine containing small stuff animals inside. I then turned my attention back at Conner "Hey, you know them?.."

He straighten out his jacket before rushing to my side "yeah, we should go.." He spoke "Keep your head down.."

I was confused, very confused, but I did as I was told. "Whats going on?" I mumbled at him.

He didn't reply, he just kept his tight grip on my arm as we swiftly walked towards the closest exit.

Once we were outside he let go, and let out a sigh of relief. I grabbed my arm, it hurt, he had a really tight grip. "What the hell was that about?" I questioned him.

"It's a long story..." He simply said with a look like nothing just happened.

"Well, you probably gave me a mark for this story.. so i think i deserve to know.." I said, indicating to the red mark that I now have.

"It's nothing. it was the past, I'm different now..." He told me.

We then heard the sound of the exit door open again and out walked the two boys with a cigaret between their lips. "Conner, We thought we saw you.." One of them said.

"Well, we were just about to go.." Conner informed them as he grabbed my arm again, making me flinch.

"Awh, dont hurt the poor girl now..." One of them said before throwing his cigaret on the floor and stepping on it.

"I'm not hurting her..." Conner said through now gritted teeth.

"Well, you are known for hurting people... Innocent people. People that didn't deserve it"

"I didn't mean to shot him!" Conner yelled. His face was now turning red and his eyes had a pleading look in them "It was an accident! all of it was an accident!"

"Oh! So, what your saying is your finger just happened to be on the trigger and it just so happened to be pointing at Jeff!" One bit at him.

Jeff? Who is Jeff? Conner shot someone? Whats going on?

All these questions where roaming around in my head, questions that I know wont get answers anytime soon.

"You didn't even stay and helped him! You ran!" The other called out. I could sense he was building up with anger, anger that I knew would not be controlled.

"It was an accident!" Conner said again.

That seemed to be his only defense.. saying it was an accident. "Stop it..." I said, wanting this conversation to be over. done with.

"Shut up..." One of the guys said

"No.. Stop it-" I was saying before I felt a hand collide with my cheek.

"Didn't i tell you to shut up!" He yelled as I held my cheek in my hand, letting some tears slip out as i felt my cheek burning up from the pain.

"You dont fucking touch her!" I heard Conner scream in the guys face before he pushed him backwards, Until his back hit the wall.

The guy tried to shove Conner off, but to no avail. Conner grabbed the guys head and bashed it against his knee. Conner then jumped on top of him and started to pound his fist onto the guys face. The boy cried out in pain. I then heard sirens call out in the distance. "Conner, stop!" I demanded.

The sirens got closer until I saw them race into the arcade parking lot, but Conner was still bashing the guys face. The cop then quickly got out of the car and ran towards Conner and pulled him off the boy.

"No! Stop! He was only trying to help!" I told the officer.

Another officer ran out of the vehicle and chased the other boy who was running down the ally. I looked at the boy on the ground, who was now groaning in pain. I quickly looked back at Conner and saw him faced down on the hood of the cop car. "He was saving me from that bastard!" I told the officer who cuffed Conner.

The officer looked at the boy who was now getting medical attention. "He is still going downtown.."

I then looked at the officers name tag "Patterson" He then looked at me "I think you should call someone.. tell them you are going downtown with us also.." Patterson suggested.

"What? why do I have to go?" I asked.

"You're the victim.." He told me.


Notes

WOW. officer patterson. Sound familiar??? well, it should lol x

Just a quick update, i probably wont update for a few days. I need to get my grades up, i hope you guys understand x

Anywho, should i continue?

60 subscribers? 40 votes? Worth a shot SUB, VOTE, COMMENT! <3

Is it possible to have the same votes as subscribers? lol x

Comments

please make a sequal

also, happy birthday.

I just finished this and you tore my heart out and smashed it. This was so good and left me in tears. Love it.

OhMyGosh!!! I just finished reading this story and you ligit made me cry!!! Why would you do this to me! They belong together , forever! But yet again I coudn't have imagined a better ending :) . This is one of the best stories I've ever read! Oh and I am enjoying your other story "the journal" ... And please tell me that Mia and Harry will live happily :)) . I love how you write your stories!! ~B

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