Warning
- suicide
- murder
-depressing story line.

I'm sorry I'm gonna need to make a part 3 😬

~Connor's pov~

When your death it's a little hard to keep track of time. I do know that the Connor project had come and gone. People had kinda forgot about me and I was okay with that. Believe it or not I never really wanted to be remembered in the first place, but at any rate, I managed to figure out that about a year has passed since then. A full year. Wow. The weird thing is that in this time I hadn't stopped thinking about Evan. It only seemed like a couple weeks but I guess time flys when your traveling through different time zones all the time and never need sleep. I was pulled out of thought by the sound of my watch beeping. It beeps whenever I have to collect a soul.

~time skip brought to you by me wanting to have the cast of DEH sing More Than Survive from BMC~

~Evan's pov~

I sat in my bathtub sobbing as I shakily set down my bloody razor. I hugged my knees probably ruining my pants but it's not like I really cared at this Point. I saw the door knob wiggle and I started to get scared. I calmed down as I realized the door was locked but started to panic even more when I saw a pale bony hand phase through the door and unlock it. I couldn't breathe I was so scared. A hooded figure with a black leather bag stepped through and stared at me for a minute.

"H-h-hello death." I remembered him. I met him once when I jumped out of a tree. The first time I tried to kill myself. When I wouldn't jump he left and never took my soul. I just ended up with a broken arm because he wasn't there to kill me.

"I'm sorry do I know you? Wait... e-evan?! Evan Hansen?!"

"You remember me?"

"Remember you?! Oh my god I missed you so much!" Death fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around me.

"Missed me? We only met like a year ago.... and you said that I should just kill my self because your a busy guy." it looked like he realized something. Like something just randomly hit him.

"I'm- I'm not the old death. He uh he died a few months ago. What do you mean you met death before. Evan you didn't try to kill yourselves before senior year right?" I didn't know how to answer that. So I just sat there. He gently took my hand off my leg and looked at the blood pouring out of my wrist. He shook his head. "Bandage yourself up. NOW!" I scurried up to my feet and grabbed some ace bandages I had in my drawer. He took them from me and started wrapping up my wrists. I looked at him in shock as he did this.

"Why are you-"

" you know. When I was alive, I had the biggest crush on you. Still do. And the Connor project was just the sweetest thing I've ever seen in my life."

"The Connor project was one huge lie! And it ruined my life!" I spat.

"Well it sure made mine bearable. I wish it was going on when I was alive... well that would kinda ruin the point of the project but ya know..."

"What?"

"Oh right. Sorry I'm so stupid." He took off his hood to revile the face of Connor murphy. I grasped and moved away from him but he pulled me back to him so he could finish treating my arms.

"I don't wanna be seeing things again! Your not real!"

" you hallucinated  me? Was I hot? Be honest."

"What the fern?! No! Your not even real! I'm talking to myself... again."

"I literally just saved your life." He took my hand and pressed it to his chest. He was cold to the touch  I guess being dead for a year will do that to you. "I'm real." 

"Are you a zombie?"

"Do I look like I wanna eat your brain?"

"N-no?"

"I'm more like a ghost that can interact with the physical world."

" that's... cool..."

"It sounds cool until you realize that you also have to kill people and deliver them to heaven or hell. Then you start to feel guilty." I nodded not really sure what to say. "So, Evan. Do you wanna tell me why you tried to kill yourself?"

"I didn't!"

"You lie a lot. Did you ever notice that? Why would I be here if you intended on living?" I sighed knowing I couldn't win this.

"No- no body would care about me being gone..."

"Your lying again Evan."

"What?"

"Well I'm sure your mom would miss you. And your dad too."

"My dad left when I was seven."

"Imagine how he'll feel finding out his son killed himself and he wasn't there to stop it." I didn't have a response to that. "And what about Jared and Alana?"

"What about them?"

"Well they worked on the Connor project with you right? They were your friends right?"

"Yeah. so? They aren't any more."

"Well what if they think it's their fault. I'm assuming you ended on pretty bad terms." I didn't know how to respond to that either. "And what about my family?"

"The Murphy's hate me!"

"Well My parents didn't rat you out to the world so they at least like you a little. I'm assuming you and Zoe had a thing at some Point, right? So she's gonna feel like shit if you die. And even if my heartless family doesn't fell bad you'll at least have one Murphy who will never forgive himself if he let you die. Even if he's not technically alive. I kinda am in love with you Evan." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I wasn't really thinking clearly, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. He seemed surprised at first but he soon kissed me back. We started to full on make out. I threaded my fingers through his hair and he hugged the small of my back. We made out for who knows how long before we both heard a beeping. He pulled away and looked  a weird complicated wrist watch he was wearing.

"Crap! I gotta go! I have another... client."

" you have to kill somebody?"

"Yeah... I love you! Bye Evan!" He disappeared before I had the chance to say anything.

~time skip of a couple weeks~

~Connor's pov~

I was back to my usual job of collecting souls, longing for Evan. I missed him more then I could handle. But it's not like I could actually see him again. I had spoken to Fate after my encounter with Evan and she explained to me that all beings have a type of point system. Every bad thing they did was points in favor of them going to hell. Every good thing they did was point for heaven. Well if I die like the former death did, then I could go to either heaven or hell just like a normal person but what I do as death will also count. So when I collect a soul and do my job right I get heaven points,when I don't do my job correctly and I saved Evan that was hell points. I hated it but it was the way things were. So I wasn't allowed to visit Evan again or Fate might plan an "accident" for me like she did for the other death before me. I was only to see him if he was dying and I was to collect his soul like he was any other human. So I hadn't seen Evan in what felt like decades. I walked up to the familiar bathroom that I had seen Evan in a couple weeks ago. My watch was leading me here again. I tugged on the door, this time it was unlocked. I saw Evan in the bathtub again but instead of sobbing he was smiling.

"You came."

"Of course I did it is my job after all." I squatted down in front of him. He grabbed bandages from behind him and started wrapping himself up but he was doing a crappy job so I ended up doing it. "Why did you try to kill yourself again?" He turned pink and looked away from me.

"I-I missed you... I know you're really busy and all but I-" I pulled off my hood and kissed him. He melted into me fast. I pulled away first but he still clearly wanted more.

"We can't keep doing this Evan."

"But-"

"It's not good for you."

"Connor please!"

"Evan. Be logical. If you love me you'll never get married or have kids."

"I don't want to get married or have kids."

" you have no future. No potential. You have to let me go."

"No! I've lost everything!" I was taken aback by his sudden outburst. "... I've lost everyone. I can't loose you too." He was crying now.

"Take off the bandages."

"Why?"

" I want to see your scars."

"Why?"

"I want to see all the times you needed me and I wasn't there."

He took off the bandages revealing his wrists that had scars from nearly his elbows to his palms.  I felt myself tearing up.

"It's not as bad as it looks."

"This has to stop Evan."

"I know. But I don't want it to.  I want to see you Connor. I want you around."

"Why couldn't you have loved me while I was alive?" 

"I'm so sorry Connor."

"Don't be. I'll make you a deal. I don't have a lot of free time but when I do I'll send it with you okay?"

"Okay." I'm not gonna tell Evan that this will probably make me go to hell. It's probably better if he doesn't know that. We shook hands confirming the deal. "Making a deal with death. That definitely something I'll never forget."

After that day I saw Evan whenever I could. We wouldn't have long together but it was frequent. Collecting a soul only took around 5 minutes.  I knew I would go to hell when the time came but that didn't really matter to me much anymore. I told evan all about my job, how I killed the other death, how much of a bitch Fate was. About the point system, how he was no doubt going to heaven because he was perfect. All that jazz. He told me about Zoe. He would show me her Instagram and Facebook and stuff and tell me what was happening with her.  I missed her. But I'd never admit that.

We were happy, but like all good things that wasn't going to last.