EJ
"Oh why don't you fuck off, you piece of shit!"
I pulled the phone away from my ear as I heard Connor scream from the mic. For a second I thought I was going to go deaf as more insults came hurling my way.
"Connor-"
"Don't Connor me you piece of shit. You stood us up and look at me! I crashed and fucking burned because this was all your idea. Don't even call me. How dare you? Here to rub it into my face what a shit player I am. I know! Everyone has been telling me you're the greatest captain. Fuck off Edward. Go masturbate under a rock!"
My lips were still parted in shock long after he had ended the call.
It had taken exactly six weeks for Connor to start threatening my life and wanting to slit my neck open. I had forgotten what it felt like to be threatened by him and being on the wrong end of the bloody life threatening stick.
'Go masturbate under a rock'?
