I felt my entire body shake with sobs and tears as I watched the ambulance drive his torn body away from me, my heart beating fast with adrenaline as my ribs ached with the pressure of my lungs.
I fell to my knees, cursing god out as I sobbed into my hands. I knew he wasn't going to make it, the way his head was basically lolling against his shoulders shattering my heart as I remembered how his tiny frame looked as they pulled his body from the wrecked car.
I started crying harder as I remembered how his bright blue hair was drenched in blood, his glasses snapped and hanging off his ears in what seemed a desperate grip before the paramedics threw them into the bushes.
I jumped as I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, looking up with blurry eyes and immediately recognized the familiar figure. I flung myself into their arms, sobbing loudly into their shoulder.
"C-connor h-he's no-not g-going to m-ma-make it!"
He shushed me, his own tears hitting against my shoulder as he held me tightly.
"It'll be okay."
I shook my head viciously against his shoulder, sobbing louder as I thought over all my memories with my best friend.
"N-no, no i-it wo-won't C-connor! W-what th-the f-fuck am I s-supposed t'do w-without m-my fucking b-best friend!"
I felt him sigh against my head, his nose nuzzling into my hair as more of his tears fell against me.
"I don't know babe, I really don't."
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I stared blankly ahead of me as the priest continued to preach the same script he had probably performed a million times prior, the emotional lack in his voice driving me insane as I suddenly stood up, ignoring everyone's stares as I briskly walked towards the door. I pushed them open angrily, turning and walking towards bench situated outside the tiny white church.
I felt angry and distressed sobs rip through my throat, my hands coming up to hide my face as I began crying harshly. I ignored the sound of the doors re-opening, continuing to cry into my hands as the cool breeze passed through me.
I heard whoever had come after me sit on the bench beside me, the familiar cologne wafting towards me as another breeze flew by. I immediately turned towards them, scooting closer and wrapping myself around them and continued crying into their shoulder.
Connor stayed silent, just holding my shaking body close to his as I cried harshly. I eventually ran out of tears, hiccuping quietly as Connor ran his hands up and down my back. I sighed out softly, relaxing into his arms as we sat in silence.
"That priest was stupid." I mumbled, smiling softly as I felt Connor's chest rumble with quiet chuckles.
"Yes, yes he was."
"And he smelled weird."
"He did."
"And he spoke funny."
Connor laughed softly, his fingers ruffling my hair as he hummed in agreement.
"He was very stupid, yes Troye."
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"Connah! Where's my notebook? I can't find it!"
"It's where it usually is when you can't find it, babe."
I blushed deeply as I lifted my pillow, seeing it laying there along with my pen and phone. I heard Connors booming laugh at my lack of reply, probably knowing he was right.
