"How long are we going to be gone?" I asked lifting a suitcase into the car. I turned to Conner, giving him a glare. He refused to answer my questions.
Conner, once again, ignored me. Time for plan B. I took a small breath and prepared myself. My eyes burned as I forced tears to the surface.
"Conner?" I asked my voice cracking. Damn. I deserve an award. Conner's head snapped to me so fast I heard a c***k in his neck. I let a tear slip. His eyes widened slightly.
"What did I do wrong? I thought-" my voice trailed of as I 'sobbed'. Conner came to me and wiped my tears away.
"Please stop crying." He said. His voice sounded pained and I kinda felt bad but Demi Lovato said sorry not sorry.
"Then tell me." I said serious now.
Conner sighed. "About a week." He said.
"So... what's wrong abo
