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It was a bright and sunny day, the birds were chirping, no clouds to be seen, just a happy presence. Connor lay there on the grass looking up at the clear blue sky wondering about life itself. All of a sudden havoc struck, with storm clouds with no rain, nothing to be heard but the rumbles of thunder. He tried to get up but felt tied down. He closed his eyes wanting this all to be a dream but when he opened he stood against a wall in an alley way. All of the boys friends gathered around staring at him, equipped with something harmful. They gathered a line and one by one gave Connor a scar mentally and physically.
Knife slashes, bruises, excessive bleeding.
From a dark corner Tyler came out with a blind fold and tied it around the wounded boys head. A group of people crowed around and picked him up. It feels like an eternity until his blindfold is whisked away. His eyes can't adjust much because he's in the center of a dark room with a light above him in a steel chair. The one person he'd never expect to see was standing right there.
Troye Sivan Mellet, his boyfriend.
But this wasn't normal, he was standing there with an almost demonic expression and in his hand was a gun pointed straight at Connor. The older boy yelped and pleaded for him not to pull the trigger but it couldn't help the event about to occur.
Bang.
Connor woke up sweating, breathing heavily from the nightmare he had just experienced. Right next to him, trying to get him to calm down was Troye, cuddling him in whispering over and over "it's alright".
"Tro--Troye friend--ends and--and dea--death"
Troye took Connor into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Constantly saying it was just a dream and he was safe. He took the older boys face into his hands and kissed him ever so soft, yet it was filled with passion. Connor closed his eyes for a split second and once he opening he found himself in a pool of sweat all alone in his bed.
No Troye.
He remembered how their last kiss was just like their first, slow, passionate, soft. But Connor couldn't experience that anymore for Troye has been gone.
Gone for 1 year, today.
Troye would've turned 25 today.
But all because of that stupid accident, he wouldn't experience it, wouldn't experience the rest of his life.
Connor still got little things that would remind him of Troye from the fans. They still screamed TRXYE and his new album, RXSK. They still hummed the tune to Happy Little Pill. Still loved him the same as always.
Now it's all gone.
One year ago Connor lost the love of his life.
One year and he still dreams of him, in hopes he'd return.
One year.
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I'M SORRY I'M BAWLING MY EYES OUT AS I WROTE THIS. This was super painful for me to write.
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