Tree Bros Oneshots • Dear Evan Hansen

Screaming

hey ya'll sorry this is so short i just wanted to write some angst

tw// death

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Screams rang throughout the hospital, rattling the walls. Horrible, pain-filled, agonizing screams.

HANSEN, EVAN. AGE: 17. TIME OF DEATH: 9:34 PM.

Nurses rushed through the door, startled by the screaming. One reached out to catch a sobbing boy as he crumpled to the ground.

"We are so sorry for your loss. We did everything we could."

The boy, usually stoic and held together, fell apart in the nurse's arms. He clutched her scrubs as if it could revive the lost boy lying in the bed.

"Don't blame yourself. You didn't see the truck. You couldn't have stopped this from happening."

Brunet hair clung to the boy's face, held in place by salty tears. Heaves fell from his lips as he struggled to catch his breath.

"He's gone."

Evan was dead. And Connor Murphy was officially broken.