SOFTWARE INSTABILITIES. - Connor x Reader Oneshots || COMPLETED.

SIX: Heartbroken. [Part 2- I Forgive You.]

Over the past few hours Connor was calling and texting me and my phone was beginning to overload with notifications.

My Love😍❤️: Y/N please answer my calls.
My Love😍❤️: Please, I didn't mean for this to happen.
My Love😍❤️: Y/N please stop ignoring me!
My Love😍❤️: Babe, please!
My Love😍❤️: Y/N I'm sorry, just answer me, please!

These are only a few. He really thinks I'm just gonna forgive him, just like that. For Cyberlife's most advanced android, he sure must be really fucking dumb.

'I need to change his contact name.'

Contact name change from 'My Love😍❤️' to 'Connor.🛑💔'

'Great.'

Flashback Over~

I continue my sulking when my mind finished going through that terrible memory for what seemed like the thousandth time today until suddenly I heard my bell ring.

"Just a minute!" I yelled downstairs as I put my hair into a ponytail (if your hair is long enough for that) and walked down the stairs.

I opened the door with a smile on my face which quickly turned into a frown though when I saw who it was.

I rolled my eyes and slammed the door.

He knocked and rang my bell again repeatedly, knowing I would eventually give in and open the door.

I threw the door open, trying my best to show no emotion except for annoyance, and definitely not the small part of me wanting to hug him and tell him to never leave me again.

"What do you want?"
"You, Y/N. I want you back."

"And I want to meet the lead singer of Panic! At The Disco, Brendon Urie. (or enter favorite musician if you don't listen to the greatest band on the face of the earth) Oh but look, these are two things we aren't getting today," I said sarcastically.

He sighed.
I imitated him.

"You're not exactly making this easy for me Y/N," he told me while rubbing his temples with two fingers.

"Easy for you? You weren't the one that was cheated on!"
"You weren't either, Y/N."

"Connor, I don't have the time for your lies."

He looked up at me and said,
"Babe, I'm not lying."

"My name is not Babe, it's Y/N, dipshit!" I yelled at him.

"Y/N, I didn't do anything!" he began to raise his voice at me.

"Do not yell at me!" I demanded.

"Oh God... alright, let me play this video for you then I'll leave if that's what you really want."

No, I don't want you to leave but you have to. I thought.

Since he sounded truly annoyed I gave in.
"Fine. Hurry the fuck up so you can leave," I spoke coldly to him as I sat down.