musical characters x reader {accepting requests}

connor murphy x reader

I sat in the corner of my room sobbing. This couldn't be true. I wouldn't accept it. I stand up. I pull his hoodie closer to me before putting it on. I go to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy from crying and my hair was a mess. I decide to go to his house one last time. I walk downstairs . I leave. I walk to his house slowly. When I get there I knock. Zoe opens the door.

"(Y/n) i&-"

"Move." She moves and I walk inside. I head up to his room. Connor. I push open his door and close it. I sit on his bed and look around. I remember when I sat her with him. All the times we sat her together and smiled and laughed. I wish I could've helped him. I lay down and stare at his ceiling. Connor why? Why did you leave me? Tears come to my eyes. I don't try to hold them back and I start crying. The door opens. It's Cynthia. I pull the hood over my head. She comes in and closes the door. She sits on the edge of the bed. I curl into a ball to avoid her.

"(Y/n)." She whispers. I look at her.

"It's your guys fault he died you know that right?" I ask. She looks at me. She knew I was right I saw it in her eyes.

"(Y/n) calm down."

"I CANT CALM DOWN MY BOYFRIENDS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!" I yell. I stand up. "YOUR CONSTANT FIGHTS. THE WAY HE FELT LIKE NOBODY CARED. IT'S ALL YOUR GUYS FAULT CONNOR IS DEAD." I yell. I get up and throw open the door. I run down the stairs and to the front door. I open it and run. I run as far as I can as fast as I can. I end up at the park. This is where they found him. I walked over to the spot they found him. I sit down. I pull out my switchblade and hold it to my heart. Tears pour down my checks. I'm coming Connor. I can't do this without you.

Timeskip

No one's point of view

Young (y/n) (l/n) was found dead at the park today at 4:30 pm. He/she stabbed herself twice in the heart and died in 5 minutes. It is believed he/she did it because they couldn't bear the pain of losing their boyfriend who died a week prier.