They Found Out | C.F. & O2L

Chapter 24

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Connor's P.O.V.
After a long conversation with Sweets, Kian and I finally made our way home. We entered the house quietly and found Ricky in the kitchen. "Everyone asleep?" It's in the middle of the night, that's how long we were talking to Sweets. He shakes his head in response. They're all in their rooms, but I think not everyone's asleep.

We heard someone storm down the stairs and practically run towards the kitchen. Troye slides on his socks round the corner from the living room into the kitchen. "Connor? Are you okay?" He asks me. I nod in response and find my shoes very interesting. I might need to clean or replace them soon, they are getting old and worn out.

"I'm sorry Connor. I shouldn't have flipped. I'm sorry, okay. I'm just stressed. Everyone is, there's no denying it." He starts. He wants to continue, but his shoulders and the expression on his face tells me that he's getting emotional. That's how sorry he is. I don't know what to say to him. I know he's sorry and I know how hurt all of them are.

I really don't know what else to do, so I just walk over and hug him. He's a little shocked by my actions, but he finally wraps his arms around me and holds me. "I'm so sorry." He whispers. "There's nothing to be sorry for. I'm sorry. It's my fault I'm dragging you guys into this." I whisper back. He pushes me off, but keeps holding onto my shoulders. "Don't ever say this again okay, don't even think that! It's not your fault okay! We're here for you and won't leave your side. Even if you're running away to the other side of the world, we'll follow you until you're so tired of us that you'd wish you weren't here anymore." I smile and let out a laugh.

He's surprised by my laugh after he practically joked about committing suicide, but it's good to remind myself that right now, they were only words. I mentally hit myself for thinking this. Troye would have killed me on the spot if I said it out loud. Troye hugged me tight once more before telling us that he's tired and we all wish him goodnight as he walks off.

It was just like when we first entered the house. Kian and I standing up in the kitchen with our coats still on while Ricky is seated at the table holding a mug in his hands. I can sense the silent conversation both boys are having with their eyes. I ignore it so they can finish their conversation. Ricky gets up and wishes us goodnight as well. He hugs me in a supportive way and to tell me he loves me while he's not telling me that with words, because it's just awkward for boys to say these things to each other and I guess too much happened that he feels like he should show me this with a loving hug.

"Sit down. We need to talk." Kian told me. I looked at him. "What are you talking about?" I ask him. He sat down himself and waited for me to sit down. If I didn't, he wasn't going to answer my question. That's how he bribed me into sitting down as well. I wanted to know, so I sat down. As soon as he asked me a little thing about today's events, I was going to get up, when I was almost up he demanded me to sit down again. I was going to listen to him, because I was just tired of fighting and I knew he wanted what's good for me. He doesn't take me to Sweets for nothing. I act like I think that, but all I know is that it's my mind telling me it's true, but my feelings are telling me that he's still lying. All of the boys are lying.

"I want to get it. I want to know what went through your mind that you went to Sam's house and hurt yourself in his room. Yeah, I know you hurt yourself. It's not that hard to figure out." I don't know how to respond to him. "There's nothing for you to get. You know it all. You know what's going on. You know how I feel. I'm done with talking. I'm done with everything." My voice gets louder by the word and after I said what I wanted, I get up and go upstairs into my room. I left a flabbergasted Kian behind and locked the door behind me. Not so much later there are several knocks on my door. Ricky. "What do you want?" I ask him.