Bits and Beats (Treebros and Boyf riends one shots)

>>2: A time to talk<<

Shipping: Tree bros
Warnings: Angst, suicide, & homophobia

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It was September 21st. A rush of guilt had flown in Evan's heart. It was that time again. Every year felt like a repeat of this neverending sadness that weighed him down.

Heidi waited for Evan outside. A smile was carved on her outside exterior, but deep down inside, she just sorrowed as much as they did. She never really got the chance to actually get too close to him. She wished they were but it didn't happen.

Evan rushed and quickly entered the car. He fiddled with the hem of his black polo. "It's going to be okay honey, I promise" he heard his mom assure him. Same sentence. Same outcome. It rained heavily outside, though the sounds of rain drops were muffled.

As school began, Evan walked along the halls. He received pitiful glares and looks. A few apologies from here and there. They didn't care. They only showed sympathy when it was too late. So why should he accept the pity?

He arrived at his locker.

0921

The door opened. He took his things and slammed the door shut once again.

"H..hey Evan, um, I'm sorry about.. y'know" Jared Kleinman spoke. He adjusted his glasses to take a better look at him. He was mortified with the view. Evan had huge black circles under his eyes, his skin was pale, he looked like he hadn't ate nor slept for a few weeks.

"Are you okay? Please tell me you are" Jared held onto Evan's shoulders. The taller boy looked at him. Grief was all that could be read on his face.

"Yeah. I'm fine" Evan said before backing up and walking away. Jared knew that his friend was grieving but his state had worsen and this is making him worry.

Evan could hardly listen or even pay attention to their teacher. His head ran wild with memories. Both good and bad.

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"You disgrace! Immoral imbecile! You are not my son, you hear? I don't want anything as dirty as you are in my house! Get out!" Larry's voice boomed.

And with that, Connor ran out of the house. He didn't bother to look back. He didn't want to either. The family he grew up in. The family who took care of him.

Would be the same family who left him in his toughest times.

He choked back his tears as he stumbled through the pavement. He didn't know where else to go except..

Of course.

And with a swift movement. He went to the only place where he could be alone.

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Evan remembered everything. A wave of nostalgia came over him. It was overwhelming. He wanted to cry, laugh, and feel everything all over again.

The late call of September 21st; 12:00 am.
He thought he was bluffing.
They all thought he was kidding.

He just needed someone to understand. He needed someone to listen. But there was no time to talk. They didn't have the time to talk. They didn't have time for Connor.

And now here they were..

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When a friend calls to me from the road

Evan's phone rang. He woke up from the noise and answered the call. "Hello?" He spoke.

And slows his horse for a meaning walk

"Hey Evan.. did I wake you up?" Connor's voice was at the end of the line.

I don't stand still and look around on all the hills I haven't hoed..

Evan rubbed his eyes and opened his lamp shade. He checked his alarm clock. '12:00 am'

And shout from where I am, "What is it?"

"Oh no.. you didn't? W-what's up?" Evan asked. He lied. Again.

"I.. I just want to tell you something.. are you up for hearing it though?" Connor's breath was shaky. As if he'd been crying.

No, not as there is a time to talk

Evan yawned. But Connor heard.

"Yeah" A lie.

"W-well.. I just wanted to say that.. thanks for being my friend, my only friend. And-and if I disappeared.. please make my family happy for me, and know that I'm really sorry for everything. I'm sorry. Bye Evan.. I love you" And then it ended.

That was it.

I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground; blade end up, and five feet tall

Evan kicked the rocks as he went closer.

And plod; I go up the stone wall.

He sat down in front the stone. He smiled, tears forming in his eyes.

"I loved you too, Connor" he let the tears drop. They were like the rain.. heavy but muffled to the sound.

For a friendly visit...

Connor Faist Murphy
2000-2017

Died of overdose.
"No one deserves to disappear"