It Started With A Concussion ✔️

Chapter 2

"Eric, stop." I move my neck away from his face.

"Why?" he asked, taking the opportunity to try and kiss me again.

Once more, I shrug him off. Sitting at the edge of his bed I start to get annoyed.

"Okay, what's your problem?" he asks, his tone a little harsh.

"I'm just not in the mood alright."

And that was true. I wasn't in the mood.

Jackson's always been a stick up my ass, but today let's just say he's been an entire branch.

He was way worse today than he's been in a while. I swear I didn't get a break from him at school.

So when Eric asked me to come over, I thought some quality time with my boyfriend would be nice.

But it looks like he had other plans. And that's annoying. Because for the past few weeks he's been dismissive of me, but he blamed it on lacrosse practice.

I believed him for the most part, but that wasn't why I was getting irritated.

"Is this the only reason you ask me to come over?" I asked, turning to face him. "To hook up?"

His eyes widened with surprise. "No, why would that be the only reason?"

"Because it's the only thing you've been wanting to do everytime I'm over." I complain. "Is it that hard to keep it in your pants?"

"Ok...wow. I can't believe you just said that." he started getting defensive.

"Is it not true? I mean, I feel more like a side piece than your actual girlfriend."

"Babe-" He places his hand on my leg.

"Don't babe me right now." I shut him down, pushing his hand off my thigh.

"Alright then," he says, obviously frustrated. "I think you should go."

I take a moment, sitting in disbelief. "Maybe I should." I nod, standing up from his bed.

I barely reach the door before he blurts something I expected, but it still caught me off guard.

"Then I guess this isn't working." he says and I stop walking.

"Really?" I turn around with a disgusted look on my face. "You're gonna end this because I won't have sex with you."

He gives me a look and shrugs. "You haven't wanted to do it in a while. I try but you just haven't been in the mood recently." he explains.

"Maybe because I want to hang out. Not just show up for a quickie and then leave." I raise my voice at him, my frustration building.

He had the audacity to roll his eyes at me. "Whatever Em."

I pause for a moment to try and calm my anger. If there's one thing I hate that isn't a person, it's complete disrespect.

"You know what Eric. Fuck you." I snap. "If you just want sex that badly maybe a relationship isn't the best idea."

"Fine." he shrugs without a care. "Go home, we're over."

I shake my head in disbelief. What the hell happened to him?

I walked out of his room and stomped downstairs. Putting on my shoes I left his house in a fit of rage.

Why the hell is he so rude all of the sudden, I thought.

I mean, I can't believe him. He used to be so nice and caring. Now he's just obnoxious, distant, and an all around asshole.

I can't believe I had a crush on him. Fuck that, I can't believe I just ended our four month relationship.