The Worst Of Me(Treebros)

Chapter Twenty-Two: When A Rumor Spreads, Things Get Messy

"Shut up!" Connor shoved the other boy. "I know what you did to Evan. Do you have any idea what he tried to do?! He fucking tried to fucking commit suicide! You're lucky he's alive!"

Miguel smirked. "I guess you caught me," he shrugged. "You know, I already know about what he did. In fact, I did a favor and told everyone in this fucking school what he did. He overdosed for attention and wanted people to give him sympathy so that he could get popular."

If it were possible, Connor would have exploded.

"You fucking what?!" He boomed. "You son go a fucking bitch!! Do you know he has anxiety?! What's going to happen to him when you told everyone a LIE about something the complete opposite?!"

Miguel's smirk grew wider. His smug expression grew.

The next thing was horrible.

Miguel grabbed Connor's neck, tugging him towards himself. He smashed his lips with his, and pushed the two at the lockers so that now, Miguel was pushed against a locker and was kissing Connor.

Surprised by the sudden move, Connor slammed his hands at the sides of Miguel's head, not wanting to loose balance.

"C-Connor?"

Connor jerked himself away from Miguel and turned towards the hurt and sad voice.

Evan.

His eyes were filled with water and his breathing quickened.

Connor immediately rushed to comfort him, but Evan smacked his hand away.

"How c-could you do this?!" He roared, very loudly. A small crowd had appeared now. "I trusted y-you!"

Connor shook his head frantically. "It's not what you think! Really! Miguel kissed me!"

Evan glared at Connor and in a guilt-tripping monotone voice, he said, "Miguel wasn't the one pinning you to the walls, now was he? Because really, it sure looked like you were the one kissing him!"

Connor felt hot tears roll down his face. He slowly reached out a hand to Evan.

"Evan please, please, I promise it's not true. I would never cheat on you. Ever. Don't you believe me? Don't you trust me?"

Evan turned away, his back facing Connor and said, "I thought I did, but it looks like I can't."

And with that, he walked away, leaving Connor alone crying in the  hallway.

LETS MOVE ON NOW TIME SKIPPP~

After the crowd had left, Connor was all out of tears.

He was mad, sad, angry, devastated, furious, betrayed and heartbroken.

He skipped school that day. He walked slowly away, back to his house.

What was the point of anything anymore? The one thing Connor lived for, the one thing Connor continued to breath for, hated him.

His happiness was gone. 

To be honest, Connor had his fair share of attempted suicide. Four.

The first one was overdosing, the second was slitting his wrist. The third one was jumping off a bridge, and the fourth one was to just straight up drown.

And this would make that five.

He opened the door, and went straight to the garage. He looked around for a bit, before finding it.