Well Hello and Byeeeee

Chapter 7

  Ricky’s POV:

The meet and greet is going great and all the fans are too sweet. Doing these events always makes me feel great and I wish I could meet all of our fans. But, I feel this unsettling feeling in my stomach. Something is wrong and I can’t figure out what. Trevor seems to get my vibe and sends me a questioning look. I shrug my shoulders and he says something to the fan in front of him as he walks towards me. The event is over and the staff is pushing everyone out, but some die hard fans are still trying to talk to us. 

“You okay?” Trevor ask me in a hush voice to not get any of the other guys attention. 

“No... something is not right, I don’t know I can just feel it.”

“Connor?” 

“Maybe... Not sure but I hope he is okay.”

“You like him don’t you? You can trust me.” I sigh because he knows and I can’t figure out what is wrong. I feel my anxiety starting and I begin to sweat more.

“Yes...” I whisper as the other boys walk towards us.

“Yes what?” Kian asks, being nosy as always.

“Trevor asked me if we could go home now, because the baby is tired.” I lie and laugh, because Trevor slightly punches me in the arm.

“Let’s go home so the baby can get his nap.” JC says towards Trevor, who is now acting mad. We walk towards the car and I want to check my phone but it died like an hour ago. It is killing me to not know if Connor made it safely to Tyler’s house. The ride to the house is the longest trip ever because all I can think of is getting to a phone charger. Before we can park I jump out of the car running to my room where my charger is beside my bed. Worst part about having an iPhone is how slowly they power on after being dead. I’m bouncing my knees when all the guys come running in. JC, Kian, and Sam jump on the bed when Trevor takes the seat at my table. Trevor is giving me sympathetic side glances while my phone is powering on and I’m hoping the three don’t ask where Connor is but I couldn’t be lucky enough for that to happen.

“Where is Mr.Sicky?” Sam ask jokingly.

“I don’t know, he probably went to the store to get some medicine.” They believe the lie and go back to their phones. My phone chimes as it receives text messages and other notifications. I instantly see a text from Connor saying he made it to Tyler’s safe and sound. I sigh a breath of relief and realize my gut was wrong, which rarely happened. The weird notification that catches my sight is a voicemail from Tyler. Did Connor’s phone die and he is using Tyler’s? I leave the room quickly and call him back. It rings for what seems like forever, but he finally answers.

“Ricky...” It is Tyler, I can tell by the voice.

“Yeah, what’s up Tyler? Did Connor make it to your house?” He starts weeping into the phone and I’m beginning to panic.

“TYLER! What happened? Is everything okay? Please Tyler tell me. Is it Troye? Is it Zoe? Alfie?” I stop when I hear him suck in a huge breath.

“Ricky... I’m s-sorry. It was an accident, p-please don’t hate m-me.”

“Tyler, I would never hate you and what was an accident?” I ask quickly and I’m starting to have a panic attack.

“I was going to k-kill myself, but the g-gun misfired.”

“Tyler, why? You should’ve called me, I’m here for you.”

“No.. Please let me finish Ricky, I-I need to tell you. So I hit it and it f-fired... It hit C-Connor.” With those three words my knees buckle and I’m hyperventilating. I’ve lost my voice. My Connor hit by a bullet and I see him bleeding as he takes his last breath. 

“I tried t-to save h-him. I truly did Ricky! I held him as he took his last breath and I thought y-you should h-hear this from me instead o-of some d-doctor. They went to the b-big hospital close to my h-house. Ricky... please go to h-him. I c-can’t I’m in j-jail. Don’t worry about m-me just take care of C-Connor. I’m s-so s-sorry!” I’m not breathing, I sit in the hallway shaking my head no. I stand up and punch the wall screaming. I hear the four guys running to the door and I just starting sobbing into the floor. I can’t trust my legs to support me. My Connor is dead. Dead. Not him, anyone but him.

Kian’s POV:

We hear Ricky scream and all glance at each other before running to the hallway. Trevor grabs Ricky’s phone and starts speaking to whoever is on the phone. JC and Sam are trying to comfort Ricky but nothing is working. I look at Trevor as he ends the phone call. His face is pale and he looks like he is about to break down, too. 

“Trevor, who was on the phone? What is wrong?” Trevor looks at Ricky as his tears begin to fall. JC, Sam, and I are looking at Trevor pleading with our eyes for him to tell us.

“It was Tyler... There was an accident and Connor was shot.” Trevor barely says through the sobs that escape his lips. Ricky is still weeping into the floor and I’m in utter shock.

“Is he...” I start to ask the question but can’t bring up the courage to ask, but Trevor answers my question with a nod of his head in the motion of yes. My tears fall down quickly and we are all crying. Nobody says anything, we just hold each other and cry over losing one of our best friends. I don’t know what to do, he can’t be dead. I was just hugging him a couple of hours ago and talking to him. I don’t believe it and I don’t want to believe that Connor is gone.

Author's Notes:

Runs and hides from readers! Please don't kill me, but this story is about to get sad. Tyler's and Troye's POV in the next chapter, I'll post it Monday. Thank you for reading and please vote and comment. I'm wondering... did you cry or tear up when you read this?

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