I Risked It All For You | A Kleinsen Fanfic | WIP

003 -In The Bedroom Down The Hall-

-Zoe's POV-
(TW! Mentions of suicide attempt! I'll put a "✿" when it starts and another tiny flower when it finishes)
Flashback to yesterday

I was sitting on the couch in the living room scrolling through Instagram, not exactly paying attention. The front door was thrown open suddenly making me jump. It was Connor obviously. He stomped up to his room, like he always did.

On the way there he went into the bathroom, got something, I don't know what, and slammed the door to his room. Jeez what was his problem?

✿ A few hours later, I decided to check on him. Something was wrong, I had a feeling. I got up and was on my way to go to his room. "Sweetie your room is the other way," my dad said from the table, looking at this morning's newspaper because he didn't have the chance this morning.

"I'm checking on Connor," He looked at me like I was stupid, I'm not stupid. "Any specific reason?" "No...something just seems...off..?" "Oh...okay..." I went up to his room, and gently knocked on the door. No answer. "Connor? It's Zoe, I'm just checking on you, you seemed off when you got home..." I said. Still no answer. "Connor?" Again, silence.

"Ok I'm coming in," I said. I expected it to be locked like it normally was. But it wasn't. Immediately panic shot through my veins. He always locks his door, something is wrong. I tried to call myself down, maybe he forgot and fell asleep?

I wanted to open the door, but I was...scared...It wasn't the normal scared when I was around him, it was more worried. I opened the door. Nothing could take back the trauma, and horror I felt when I opened that door. Connor was lying on the floor on his side an empty pill bottle in his hand, blood dripping down from the corner of his mouth.

It felt like my heart had stopped. "C-Connor..?" I squeaked. It came out as more of a whisper, or a high exhale. I rushed towards where he was laying and tried to shake him awake, tears beginning to form in my eyes. "Connor? Connor please wake up, Connor, wake up!" I was now crying. He didn't move. He wasn't breathing.

The realization struck me...that I might have just lost my only brother. And I broke down in tears. "Mom...M-mom.." I said quietly, the shock completely overwhelming me. I got up and began to back away to the door. "M-mom...MOM!!" I shrieked running out the door, now sobbing.

She was in the kitchen, making dinner. She saw the state I was in and rushed to me. "What's wrong? Did Connor hurt you? Zoe look at me are you ok?!" She asked, checking to see if I had any bruises. "N-no! I-I-it's Connor! He's not moving, o-or breathing..!" I said. She immediately went to his room, and I knew she saw him when she shrieked.

My dad came from the dinning room confused. "What is it? What's wrong?" He asked panicked. He saw the state I was in and heard my mother. "Larry call 911 now...NOW!" She shouted through tears

~Time Skip To The Hospital why am I so lazy?~

I was sitting in the waiting area, and I didn't know what to think. My hands were shaking and my legs were trembling. I was curled up in one of the chairs, hugging my knees. I couldn't believe what just happened. I didn't want to talk to anyone and look at anyone.

I utterly loathed Connor yeah, I disliked him strongly, but I didn't want him dead. I prefer to use 'Strong Dislike' because I didn't exactly hate him, he's my brother. My mother was crying next to me and my father was pale in shock.

I didn't even notice the nurse taking care of Connor was Ms. Heidi Hansen, Evan's mom. I looked up and she gave me a sad smile. I got up and hugged her, she hugged me back. "Hi sweetheart...it's okay...it's okay..." she said letting me go. "There's some good news, and bad news..."
she said sadly.

"Good news first." My dad said getting up, the sudden movement making Ms. Hansen take a step back. "H-he's alive, he is stable, and breathing okay," she reminded me of Evan sometimes. "Bad news?" "He is in a coma, we don't know when...or if he will wake up." She said with a look of sadness. My mom began to cry again.

"I'm s-sorry...would you like to see him?" She asked gently. We nodded and were lead into his room. "Um, I'm sorry but one visitor at a time," "I can go first." I said, which surprised my parents. Whatever. It doesn't matter.

I went into the room, and saw him...just lying there. He wasn't scared, or angry...just...relaxed. He was so calm. I sat down on the chair next to the bed, and I put my hand on his. I squeezed it. "It's okay...your sister isn't going anywhere. Your sister is staying right here...your sister isn't going anywhere. Your sister is staying right here..no matter what." Tears began to form on the corners of my eyes again. "I'll be here..."

~Present time~

-Evan's POV-

I came out of the bathroom, rolling my sleeves back
down when I heard the front door open. It was my mom. I went downstairs. "Hi mom," "Hello honey..." there was something off about the tone of her voice, she sounded, worried.

"Um...are you okay?" "Connor Murphy tried to commit suicide. Zoe Murphy's brother. He didn't succeed at it and was put into a coma instead." My mom said, not making eye contact with me.

I...didn't know what to say. Zoe was my best friend, and her brother just tried to commit suicide. I went quiet. "O-oh..." was the only pathetic answer I could squeak out. "She is not going to be in school for a few days as her parents tell me." I nodded and was about to go back upstairs.

"B-but Evan," she said, stopping me. "Yes?" "I-if you ever feel..like...you want to commit suicide...please talk to me...or Jeremy, I don't care just, don't keep it inside you...okay?" Almost on cue my cast started itching. "Okay?" "Okay mom..." I said avoiding her eyes and going back to my room.

I thought about texting Zoe, but I'm not good with that kind of stuff, so I decided just not to and stare up at the ceiling. Connor is gonna be fine, he'll wake up...right..?

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