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{Requiem-DEH} Evan x Conner's Sister! Reader

A/N: Yeah yeah, I know. Wrong musical but I want to spice things up and incorporate other musicals that myself and others enjoy as well! Btw, this is a short Drabble I made cause I haven't updated in a few weeks.

'Why should I play this game of pretend?'

Conner and I weren't exactly the closest when it came to being brother and sister. Almost every time we spoke, it turned into a fight.

'Remembering through a second-hand sorrow.'

Such a long time ago, we used to be so close. At the time, we didn't fight, we loved and cared for each other.

Oh, how sometimes I wish to relive those moments instead of the hatred that grew between us.

'Such a great son and wonderful friend. Oh, don't the tears just pour.'

Evan Hansen, I knew who he was but not personally. Our paths never crossed.

I just can't seem to accept that he and my brother were friends. They are polar opposites, at least from what I can see.

If he had such a good friendship, why did he do it?

'I could curl up and hide in my room. There in my bed, still sobbing tomorrow. I could give in to all of the gloom, but tell me, tell me what for?'

After so many years of fighting with my brother, I have no reason to sing a requiem for him. He threw everything he had away.

'Why should I have a heavy heart?'
'Why should I start to break in pieces?'
'Why should I go and fall apart for you?'

The only piece of Conner is the letters him and Evan exchanged. I read over every single one, words that never seemed to speak truth in them.

I felt curious, wanting to speak with Evan. How he knew my brother, and maybe he knew what lead to his sudden reason to kill himself.

'Why should I play the grieving girl and lie? Saying that I miss you? And that my world has gone dark without your light.'

I simply left my home, my mother hoping that Conner is still with us. As for my father, I think he was in a similar situation to mine.

This Evan kid left his address in one of his letters, so I had written it down and walked to his home. I refused to grieve over my brother, but I still wanted to have answers of some sort. Or at least vent to someone that was close with him.

I wish I had known why he had changed, maybe our fates would have been different. Maybe I could've been close with him still. I care no longer, especially after all these years so,

'I will sing no requiem tonight.'

(Larry POV)

He briefly spoke with his wife, Cynthia, before leaving the room. He knew what she wanted to speak about, but was far too exhausted to bother with it for the night.

'I gave you the world, and you threw it away. Leaving these broken pieces behind you.'

His gaze had trailed to a family photo, all four of them, smiling happily. He picked up, sighing heavily the longer he looked at it.

'Everything wasted, nothing to say. So I can sing no requiem.'

(Cynthia POV)

Cynthia wanted to stop her husband from walking away but didn't push it. The water filled her eyes as she read the letters Conner and Evan "exchanged."

'I hear your voice, feel you near. Within these words I finally find you. And now that I know that you are still here, I will sing no requiem tonight.'

She chocked on her sobs, she believed that Conner was somehow still with them.

Both parents torn in someway due to the choice their son made.

(Reader POV)

I sigh as I knock on the Hansen's door, then door opens shortly after. It was a woman, the first impression was the kind look on her face.

"Hello, I'm (Y/N) Murphy. Can I speak to Evan? Please." I was hoping to not get the door shut in front of my face, per usual from Conner.

With a curt nod she opened the door wider for me to walk in. "Of course, please call me Heidi, I'm Evan's mom." She turned away from me to call Evan's name.

I moved aside so she could close the door, as I waited, I looked around their home. Nothing out of the ordinary or extreme but I clung to the wall, unsure of my surroundings so far.

Before I knew it Evan walked in the room, a bit surprised to see my face. He seemed to be a bit nervous from the looks of it.

"This is (Y/N), she would like to speak with you. Please be nice to her." Heidi simply told him then disappeared into a different part of the house.

I watched as she left, then turned to Evan. "Hi, do you mind if we sit down? I'd like to talk about my brother, Conner." I almost cringed as I said his name, Evan had noticed my attempt but didn't mention it.

Instead he lead me to the living room, sitting beside me on the couch. "Right, so what do you want to know?"

In all honesty, I wasn't sure where to start or what to ask. "Start wherever. I mean I have no means to mourn, but do you know why he ended his life?"

Evan was a bit set back by my bluntness, he took a minute and stuttered as he spoke. "I'm not sure why he did, but he would always talk about all the things he wanted to say to you."

I looked at him questionably, he caught my attention with this. "And what would that be?"

Evan chuckled a bit at my reaction and scratched his head, "Well there are so many of them, so let me think of the best ones!"

(A/N); Ya know. I'm going to have to change the title, cover, and tags, but that's okay! I've been meaning to give this a shot for a while. This may be very bad. It's midnight already and this is a small Drabble I made. So yup! Have a great day/night!