Chapter 171
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"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME BRADON!?" Connor walks into the police station as I'm hand cuffed to a bench with a bloody lip "YOU PROMISED ME YOU'D STOP!" he continues to yell as he walks towards me
"Sir please keep your voice down you're in a police station" one of the cops try to calm him down.
He looks away from me and turns to the cop "what's his bail?" Connor asks "Go ask the bailiff around the corner" Connor walks away.
I like to go out and I like to get into fights, I never back out of a fight. It's how I met Connor, he was being bullied outside of a bar by these 2 guys and I beat both of their asses. Connor fell for me instantly and I fell for him too, he liked how badass I am but this is the third time I've been arrested in the last 2 months and he's had enough. Trust me I try to not fight but I can't help it people try me and I have to show them I'm not the one to fuck with.
After almost an hour Connor comes back and I can see he's been crying, walking over to the officers desk he hands him some papers and after a minute the office walks to me and as he is taking off my handcuffs I look over to see Connor walking out. Once the officer is done he hands me back my stuff and I run after Connor "Connor! Wait" I catch up as he opens his car door. I turn him to face me, his eyes are full of tears "I'm sorry" he doesn't say anything. He opens the car door to get in and I shut it getting in his way this time "Connor I'm sorry ok?"
He tries to walk away but I stop him "Get off of me Brandon!" He demands "Talk to me please"
"What? What do you want me to say? That I'm disappointed that you manage to do this so many times without actually thinking of how it might affect me?" He wipes his eyes "I'm so fucking tired Brandon! I'm tired of you! Of this! Of having to come here a total of 11 times throughout our 2 year relationship!"
"You're right"
"SAME FUCKING WORDS YOU SAID LAST TIME! AND THE TIME BEFORE THAT AND THE ONE BEFORE
THAT!" He yells at me "I don't know what else to say to you Brandon. Every time I get a phone call that says you're either in the hospital with a broken rib or in a jail cell because some guy called you a homo I lose a little piece of myself" he stops to catch his breath "I prepared myself to get a phone call one day that I know I'll never recover from, how sad is that?" I stand there not knowing what to say, he's right I want to change but my anger is something I can't control
"I'm sorry" I don't know what else to say
"That's it? You're sorry" he wipes more tears away "What do you want me to say Connor?"
"Tell me you won't do this again! That this is the last time-" he stops "actually no don't say any of
those things because you've already said them before and they were obviously bullshit." Taking the keys out of his pocket he throws them at me "take me home it's late and I'm too fucking angry to drive right now" without saying another word he walks away and gets in the car.
As I drive home Connor doesn't even bother to look at me, I can tell he's angry because he's shaking. I know he's had enough of me and soon enough he's going to leave me I can feel it "I'll do better I swear" I say breaking the silence
"No you won't" he replied in his raspy crying voice. We get home and he goes inside leaving me behind. I get in and he throws a pillow and a blanket on the couch "you're sleeping here tonight I don't want you next to me"
"I deserve that" I reply
"No what you deserve is a punch in the face! But I'm not going to hit you because who knows you might even try to fight me next"
"I'd never hurt you in any way Connor you know that"
"You don't have to hit me to hurt me dumbass! You don't think the shit you're doing hurts?" I don't reply and he walks in the bedroom slamming the door shut.
Walking to the bathroom I try to clean up my bloody lip, afterwards I sit on the couch. I've made Connor mad but we've never gone to sleep without making up before, he's had enough and this time I don't know if I can make it up to him. I can do better I know I can! I just have to control myself, instead of resolving my problems with my fists I should take another approach. Feeling tired I lay down and soon fell asleep. As I'm in deep sleep I feel Connor's hands slowly shaking me "wake up Brandon your lip's bleeding again" I hear his voice. I open my eyes
"Connor? What's going on?" I ask
"Your lip's bleeding" he points to the pillow covered in blood I quickly sit up "shit!"
He sits on the coffee table across from me "here let me clean it" he opens our first aid kit, he pours rubbing alcohol on a piece of paper and slowly dabs it in my lip
"Ouch that burns" I react
"Sit still you big baby" he continues to clean it "you can take a punch but can't handle a little rubbing alcohol" he smiles faintly
I smile "it burns tho" I can't tell if he's still mad at me "what time is it?" I ask "Almost 5 am I think"
"What are you doing up?"
"Came out to check on you" "Really?" I smile again
"Don't smile I'm still mad at you" after cleaning it he puts bandages on the cut "there" he closes the first aid kit and gets up.
I pull his arm and sit him back down in front of me "I know I suck, I know you've had enough, and I'm scared you're going to leave me because I don't want to lose you. I know I've probably said this before but I swear Connor I'm going to try. I can't afford you leaving me, I don't know what I'll do if you leave so I will try I promise"
"How am I suppose to believe you this time?"
"You don't have to believe me right away, all I'm asking is a chance to prove to you" "I'm running low on chances Brandon"
"I know and I don't blame you but please I love you more than anything Connor and if you believe
that I can change I will"
"I believe that you can do anything Brandon, but I can't keep doing this over and over. I'm so tired" I move closer "I know, I don't deserve you but I can do better just trust me please?"
He comes in and kisses me "even when you let me down I always have faith in you"
"Thank you" I pull him in and kiss him. Getting up he straddles my lap and continued to kiss me. I take off his shirt and he takes mines off, kissing along his neck little moans escape his mouth. Laying him down I climb on top and he wraps his legs around my waist. I pull him close wrapping my arms around him as his hands make their way to my pants.
Taking each other's clothes off I sit naked on the couch while he kneels in front of me ready to take my dick in his mouth. Slowly kissing the tips I could feel my breathing quickening, he wraps his lips around it and I move my hand to his head slowly pushing it down. After a while he gets up and sits in my lap kissing me "fuck me" he whispers and I wrap my arms around his waist slowly pushing my dick in his tight hole. Shutting his eyes he buries his head in my neck "oh my god" he breathes against my neck as I push in and out of him. His nails dig into my back
"Ouch babe that hurts"
"Sorry" he kisses me "it just feels so good." Picking him up I lay him on the coffee table, his moaning gets louder as I thrust deeper
"I'm so close"
"Do it baby seed my hole" his confirmation is all that I needed
I fuck him faster and with no warning I shoot my load in him "oh fuck!!" I collapse on top of him He hugs me "that felt amazing"
Smiling at each other "I love you Connor" "I love you too."
