[🌞] ship : connor murphy + miguel [💭] genre : angst [🍒] relationship : friends to lovers(?) [✨] warnings : suicide attempt and self deprication,if any of these topics trigger you in any sort of way,i suggest not reading this,please take care of yourself♡ [🕊]word count : 1k+ words [💌]not requested
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the first time connor texted miguel was early in the morning,asking him how his first day of school was,in which he responded with a thumbs up.
i mean,he'd had a right to be lukewarm about the text considering the situation they were both in,right?he didn't want it to be obvious that he'd been waiting for connor to finally reach out to him.
the second time connor had texted him was in the evening
i miss you
he was suprised that of all people that could've sent him that,connor fucking murphy texted him that.
he had to check the messege twice because he couldn't believe his eyes that thenotorius mister 'I'm gonna act like i don't give a shit' murphy was openly admitting that he actually did give a shit
as much as he wanted to reply to connors text immediately,miguel just couldn't form the words that he truly wanted to say to him,so he decided to leave connor's text on read for the time being.
was it a stupid decision?yes definately, miguel thought,he could've said something,anything,but he didn't really think acting like nothing happened between them would fix anything.
he wanted to say more than just 'i miss you too',he had soo much to say,he wanted to break down the walls that connor had built so high up,he wanted to carefully pick each word and he knew with his jumbled up mind he couldn't do that,so he waited patiently for the time that he could go home from school,he was sure that he would've had sorted his thoughts out by then.
when he got home,miguel hastily sat down on his couch,his brain gearing as he typed,he texted connor about how he regretted not chasing after him after he confronted the scars littering connors arms,that he didnt want it to be like this anymore,he just wanted to help him if he would just let him in
he longed for connor's presence,he had felt so hollow without connor by his side,as if part of him was missing.
after hitting the send button,he immeadietly sighed in relief,all he had to do was wait,so miguel distracted himself by scrolling through neflix,settling on the princess diaries,one of his favourite movies.
after watching the movie for less than half an hour,miguel fell asleep on the couch,his phone in his hands.
the next morning,miguel had woken up to realize that connor still hadn't replied to his messege,nor even read it,is he going to just ignore me?he thought.
no
i need to get to him,i won't just leave him alone,not again.
he picked up his phone and immediately texted connor.
miguel🌙 : hey con,please talk to me,meet me @ my house this evening
zoe's pov
zoe sat in one of the many chairs infront of the emergency rooms,trembling uncontrollably,her face was covered in tears and snot she didn't bother wiping
cynthia was sobbing hard,her face hidden in her hands as her body rocked,larry was rubbing her back as tears fell down his face.
their neighbours had found connor,lying unconcious in the park,his back resting on a tree.
he had overdosed,the doctors told them that if someone didn't found him as quick as they did,he wouldn't have survived.
when they heard the news,they immediately rushed to the hospital,zoe didn't even have time to process all of it as she saw a few nurses push the cart with her brother on it straight to the emergency room
he had looked so frail,so vulnerable,she had never seen her brother look that way and that terrified her.
why
she thought,they should've known,they should've known that things were getting bad,he needed help,and he just drowned in his own pains,alone,too tired to keep trying to stay afloat
her heart ached as she sobbed harder,cynthia holding her as they all sat there,their emotions overwhelming them.
the next day,connor was warded into one of the rooms on the top floor,he was completely knocked out.
cynthia was sitting on a chair beside his bed,holding his hand as she rested her head on the bed,larry had gone out to speak with the doctors and therapists,and zoe was just looking at her phone,trying to distract herself.
the silence of the room was broken as connors phone began to rang
as cynthia and zoe both made eye contact,cynthia signalled for zoe to pick it up.
as she picked the phone up,she was greeted with a number with the name 'miguel🌙' flashing up on the screen, notifications of that same numbers multiple missed calls and messeges popping up on the screen.
as she dialed back the number,she was greeted with a foreign voice of a man,he sounded suprised that someone picked up,probably from not getting any calls back after so many attempts,she had put the call on speaker,so cynthia heard the caller too,her face contorted in confusion.
"OHH!OH DAMN FINALLY-hey connor!omg I've been trying to get to you for so long im sorry for-"
"hello?..this is connor's sister,who is this?"zoe replied to the rambling man,her confusion evident in her voice.
"oh,uh shit,i thought-im connor's friend,miguel,from hanover?could you please pass me to him?"
hanover?connor had a friend at hanover?
as zoe stepped closer to cynthia,she grabbed the phone from her daughter,her eyes filled with sadness.
"hello,this is connor's mother cynthia,we actually can't pass you to connor right now dear..are you close to him?"
"oh!mrs murphy its so nice to hear from you,and uh yeah im really close to connor,we actually used to hang out almost everyday until last summer,why?"
zoe and cynthia both looked at each other,they were at first skeptical to give out the news,but now they really had to break the news to him.
"..we're actually in the hospital..connor he.."cynthia started,her voice breaking as she passed the phone to zoe,she couldn't do it,she could just tell this miguel person was on edge
"w-what do you mean-"
"connor overdosed yesterday..he's in the hospital now.."
//tO be cOntiNuEd bUM bUm bUmMm i have nothing to say,this is why i suck¯＼_(ツ)_/¯
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