Broken Boy // Tronnor

3~

*Into Troye's dream~*

"Troye, why the fuck are you gay? Gays are fags," dad yelled.

I was in tears, stood against the wall, shaking and cowering away from him, my cheeks shining with the tears that had previously fallen. I was covered in bruises, so many bruises. I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

Once I finally gathered my hair of confidence back, I said, "B-Because I l-like boys... I don't like g-girls..."

He struck me once more, this time on the side of my thigh. I winced in pain, tears still falling.

"Why? It's the natural order, Troye! Girls and boys are supposed to date, not girls and girls, or boys and boys," he yelled.

It was times like these that I wished mom were here, or maybe Tyde, or Steele, or even Sage. But no, they were out. It was dad's time to shine.

Out of nowhere, a gun appears in his hand---and he's pointing it straight at me.

"Troye, I didn't want to have to do this..."

There's a loud bang, and my vision goes black.

*End of Troye's dream~*

Troye sat upright in a matter of seconds, sweat covering his face and he began to tear up. Thank god it was only a dream.

He slowly puts his head in his hands, weeping quietly. It was a scary dream, and he swears he can still feels the strike to his thigh, as if it had happened in real life.

Connor soon wakes up upon hearing his quiet crying.

"Troye?" He whispers, looking at him as he sat up. Troye didn't even try to hide the fact he was crying, simply hugging him tightly.

"It was my dream... It was awful, Con..." He sniffles a bit, resting his head on his shoulder.

Connor hugged him back gently. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, Tro. I just want to know if you're going to be okay."

Troye simply shrugs. He wished he could stay like this forever. He felt safer in Connor's embrace. But then he remembered that he was only his best friend, and he would need to let go eventually, and that Connor would find someone that's not him to love, and his boyfriend would be hugging him like this. He couldn't stand that thought, so he quickly dismissed it from his mind.

But Troye didn't know that Connor wanted him in return, and that he would never get over it if Troye found someone else. He knows that one day soon, he's going to have to risk his long-term friendship with Troye and tell him eventually.

"You're strong, Troye. I have no doubts that you'll be okay, but I'll be by your side always incase you need a little support in your life," he says, and this makes Troye smile a bit.

"You're amazing. Thank you," Troye whispers, but not letting go. Not yet. Maybe not for the entire night.

Maybe never.

Connor simply laid down, tugging Troye down next to him. He curled up into his side, holding Connor closely to himself. Connor held Troye close as well.

Connor didn't think he was going to sleep until Troye finally fell asleep again, fearing that he would need him for something. He didn't want to be asleep for that.

He simply rubbed his back gently, comforting him as best as he could manage, which he seemed to be very good at.

Troye eventually did fall asleep peacefully. When Connor noticed his body fall slightly limp, that's when he knew.