The doorbell rings. I try to get myself up, I grab onto the kitchen counter to regain my balance. I wipe away my last tears and pull my hand through my curls. I walk cautiously through our house to the front door, trying hard not to fall on my way over there. I put on my coat and open the door, 'Hi!' an enthusiastic Zoe greets me, her smile cheers up my soul. I give her a big hug, 'Don't squeeze her so tightly, we don't want the baby to pop out already' Alfie jokes, he's standing behind her. I pull away from the hug and smile at Alfie 'How are you guys?' I ask, trying to engage in small talk and get the attention away from my noticeable puffy, red eyes. Zoe takes a good look at me and she frowns 'Fine.. how are you?' she asks concernedly. I sigh and I look at the ground, holding back my tears. I look her in the eyes and try to force a smile. 'Where's Connor?' she asks. I swallow my tears, 'Connor's not coming, he, uhm, is not feeling very well' I reply. 'oh..' she utters, probably disbelieving me, but she let it slip. 'Uhm, well, that's not very convenient because we thought he would drive us, so we came here by taxi' she says softly. Dammit. I wobble on my feet as I try to gather my thoughts, they were all over the place really. 'Oh, that's no big deal, I'm sure Troye here has a drivers' license.' Alfie laughs, putting me on the spot. Zoe looks at me quizically 'Are you fine to drive Troye?' I slowly nod my head, I can't mess up this day for another couple. 'yeah, sure..' I grab Connor's grey trench coat and get the car keys out of the pocket. 'Let's ride' I say with a timid smile.
Zoe gets onto the passenger seat and Alfie takes over the backseat. I start the engine and get the car out of our driveway. My hands are shaking, my knees are trembling and I'm breathing heavily. I drive for a calm few seconds. We drive through the residential area onto the road. It's going well so I decide to drive a little faster. No beep has appeared, no buzz in my head. No black spots.
Why did Connor have to make such weird statements? I get that he's jealous because his writing hasn't been going well, and mine apparently has. But I did it for both of us! We have to make some money and if one thing isn't working out, the other thing is always worth a shot. I'm sure that when he's sober he'll apologize and make up for the huge douchebag he's been to me. But.. what if.. he doesn't? Is this it then? What if our relationship isn't working out, and it won't ever, work out again?
We approach a traffic light, it's still green. I decide to drive faster to see if we can make it.'You're not gonna make that' Alfie says.
What if this whole time was just.. a complete waste? A complete waste of emotions and feelings, a waste of love?
The light jumps to yellow. 'Slow down Troye.' Zoe says.
What if he has changed permanently, that this is who he is, that there is no way of going back to the sweet and kind person he once was?
The light jumps to red.
I hold my breath,
a red traffic light.
My heart drops to my stomach, my head pounds.
Danger my mind says.
get away! it adds.
a beep.
a loud beep.
A red light.
'CONNOR!' I yell.
I steer the wheel over to the right. 'TROYE!' Zoe yells. Flashes of red lights, green lights, car lights appear everywhere I look. I hear squealing tires as the car skids and I try to hit the brackets but my feet won't move, instead they hit the gass. 'HOLY SHIT' Alfie screams. My heart pounds in my chest as I lose all control over the vehicle, airbags inflate and I'm being knocked over to the window. Black spots appear onto my vision as the beep takes over my mind. My whole body is trembling and I'm mortified. With 80 miles per hour we fall into a ditch and crash into a tree. Glass shatters and metal crunches. My head makes contact with the cement ground as a sting of pain erupts in my body, from my spine to my toes and blood starts pouring out of my temple. The taste of blood fills my mouth and I smell smoke.
As I drift in and out of consciousness the beep is the only thing I hear.
I'm numb.
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Traffic Lights ✓(tronnor)
Fanfiction"Every time I see a red light, a red traffic light, I just know something bad is going to happen. And it's my job to protect you" ---- I'm a dramatic bitch so be ready for some real tronnor problems, if you want to read fluff this fanfic is not for...
