Connor's pov:
I was at home texting my only friend, Brinna. Her and I were catching up and I was telling her about Troye.
Brinna: Do you love him though?
Connor: IDK I mean it was amazing in all but he's there and I'm here
Brinna: well if he called you right now and asked for you to help him would you?
And in that moment it was almost as if she jinxed it. There was a call on the phone. ''I GOT IT!'' I yelled rushing down the stairs and into the living room. I picked up the phone to a familiar voice.
Ruth: Hello Connor?
Connor: yes?
Ruth: It's about Troye.
As soon as I heard his name I dropped the phone and ran to the door. ''Mom we have to go!!'' I yelled grabbing my coat. She rushed out the door behind me and we went to the psychiatric ward. As we got to the building I heard sirens. ''Please don't be Troye.'' I whispered over and over again. My mom gave me a sympathetic look before stopping beside a ambulance. I saw Ruth emerge from the doors, everything went into the slow motion as I ran out of the car. I ran up to Ruth and cried as I saw Troye's life drained body. I grabbed his hand and screamed his name. I quickly shook him as the paramedics sat him down to do CPR. I shook his lifeless body and screamed his name as the paramedics went to get the medical equipment. I felt strong arms pull me away from his body, my dad. He was ripping me off his body. I screamed and tried to push away as my siblings and Ruth teared up at this scene. He was gone.
This is so short and sad. :(
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Dying | Tronnor
Fanfiction"Love conquers all.....that's bullshit" "Really" "Well that's what I thought until I met you" [this was written like a year ago when I didn't know grammar existed, please don't judge, it will be shitty, but it does have a good plot...]
