Connor
I tried to calm him down, but he wouldn't stop crying. All he was saying was "Bryana" and "Gone".
The doctor told Michael something and he burst into tears too.
What is happening?
Michael
I can't believe she's gone. Ashton probably feels horrible.
I quickly stopped crying and grabbed Connor's arm.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"We have to go. Let him think about it all." I told her.
"Bu-"
"Come on, Connor. He's safe now. We'll see him tomorrow." I cut her off.
"Fine." She sighed.
We both started walking slowly towards the door. I could tell Connor was upset we had to leave, but I felt Ashton needed some alone time.
"Bryana!" I heard Ashton cry out as the door closed behind us.
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Broken Home
Fanfiction"We can live in a broken home together." [A.I.] **TRIGGER WARNING !!!!!!!!!!: includes death, cancer, self-harm, and depression** ***COMPLETED: 3/14/16*** cover art credit to mylastnameiscuadrado on instagram
