Heartbreak: A Tronnor Fanfic

Chapter Four: Worry

TROYE POV

I drove Tyler home since he was literally near to passing out from alcohol. I half-led half-carried him to his bed and tucked him in. I stopped by the mini guest room, where I was staying. I pondered sleep, but decided against it. I was too worried about Connor.

As I closed the door, something tickled my ankle. I looked down.

A white daisy.

I looked up and down the hallway. More white petals dotted the floor, down the stairs, and onto the sidewalk in front of the building.

A slightly wilted half-empty bouquet of flowers lay on the sidewalk.

I ran over and picked them up.

They smelled sweet.

They smelled floral.

But they also smelled... like Connor.

His aftershave.

I sniffed the bouquet again. Was it my imagination?

Nope. Definitely Connor.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. "Hello?"

"Is this Troye Mellet?"

"Yes...?"

"My name is Officer Peterson, and I am part of the squad looking for Mr. Franta. His cell has just been reactivated, and the tracer places him at Santa Monica Pier."

"Really? Thank you!"

I hung up.

I got back in my car. Why Santa Monica...?

Then I remembered.

"Connor!" I laughed as he splashed me with the salty water.

I tackled him and pulled him beneath me. We were alone on the dock.

As I hovered above him, staring into his beautiful eyes, I couldn't help it.

"Connor?"

"Yeah?"

"I... I-I think I love you."

I watched his expression for a moment. His mouth was slightly parted in shock.

Shit.

"Hah! You should've seen your face!" I laughed, but inside, my heart was broken.

I guess his was too.

CONNOR POV

I took a swig from the beer.

And another.

And another.

But I still couldn't forget.

Blue eyes.

Always at the back of my mind.

I couldn't forget him.

No matter how hard I tried.

Another sip.

I looked down at my CVS bag. The unopened razor gleamed bright in the dim moonlight.

I reached for a pill bottle.

Painkillers.

They never kill the real pain.

The pain in your heart.

But you can still try.

I emptied a few into my palm.

Ironically, the lyrics of Troye's song crossed my mind. I sang softly,

"Like a rock

Afloat

Sweat and conversation

Seep into my boat

Four walls are not enough

I'll take a dip into-"

I looked down at the water.

"-the unknown

Unknown."

I swallowed a pill.

"Glazed eyes

Empty hearts-"

Another.

"Buying happy

From shopping carts-"

Another.

"Nothing but

Time to kill-"

Two more.

"Sipping life

From bottles."

A sip of beer.

"Tight skin

Bodyguards

Gucci down

The boulevard

Cocaine

Dollar bills and"

A handful of white pills.

"My happy little pill

Take me away

Dry my eyes

Bring color to my skies

My sweet little pill

Take my heart and

Right within

Numb my skin."

He's better off without me.

No one cares anyway.

A/N: O. M. F. G. Two chappies in one night! Just cuz I love you all!

ILY💕

-Julia