So the last chapter was depressing and disturbing so I decided to do something really light hearted because I felt bad.

Warnings

- murder

~Connor's pov~

I was sitting on my bed trying to do homework for once but homework is hard damnit. Now I remember why I stopped doing it my brain hurt. I need a distraction. My phone started ringing almost on cue. I looked at the caller id to see it was my boyfriend Evan Hansen. I smiled for a minute before thinking evan hates the phone. What ever this is it must be really important. I picked up the phone and before I even said hello I heard sobbing.

"Hello? Evan are you okay?"

"No! I'm not okay!"

"Okay, Evan calm down. Breathe breathe. What happened?"

"I'm a murder Connor!"

"What?! Okay Evan this is very important. Where did you hide the body? What weapon did you use and wear is it? You know what I'm coming over!" I hung up before he could say anything else. I ran down stairs past my dad who grabbed my arm an stoped me.

"Where are you going?"

"Uh... gay strip club."

"Why?"

"Uh um I'm preforming. Yeah uh weed doesn't buy itself."

"Not the strangest thing you've said today."

"Kay gotta go bye!" I ran out of the house to the car. I hoped in and drove to Evan's house speeding the entire way. While I was driving I got 7 phone calls 3 messages and 48 texts from Evan. I didn't look or listen to any of them I was just so focused on getting to his house. How the hell could sweet little Evan brutality murder an innocent human being. I frantically pulled into his driveway to see him pacing on his porch, he was bitting his nails and had tears streaming down his face. He had his phone out and was looking down at it nervously.

"EVAN!" He jumped and looked at me. He ran down the driveway into my arms sobbing. "Who did you kill?! Did you change clothes or did you not get any blood on these?!

"Connor."

"What weapon did you use?! Is there any of your DNA on it?!"

"Connor."

"Did you know the person? Wait did I know the person?!"

"Connor."

"What did they do to you?! It must have been horrible! They didn't hurt you did they?!"

"It was a tree, Connor."

"Where is the body?! What did- Wait what did you say?"

"It was a tree. I killed a tree." I looked into his teary greenish blue eyes in shock.

"You're kidding right?"

"N-no. It w-was a small b-bonsai tree. *sob* a-and I d-didn't r-read the instructions f-for m-maintenance and I didn't know that if y-you don't *sob* t-trim
t-them then t-they suffocate t-themselves." I looked at him completely done with life.

"Are you fucking serious Evan." He nodded into my shoulder while sobbing into me soaking my hoodie. I sighed.  "Get in the car."

"But-"

"Get in. Now." He nodded and ran into my car still crying.

"W-where are we going?"

"The orchard."

"Idontwanttobenearanytreesrightnow!"

"What was that babe?" I knew pet names calmed him down. I tried to sound nice despite the fact that I was still annoyed as hell. 

"I don't want to be near any trees right now..."

"Okay, honey." I rubbed his knee in an effort to calm him down. "We can go to the city if you want. There aren't any trees there. It's only around 20 minutes away."

"Too many people. I'd have a panic attack."

"Okay. We could... just drive around."

"I-I don't want to waste your g-gas."

"I don't care. You are way more important." I started the car and pulled out of his driveway. "Do you want music?"

"If you want it."

"You can shuffle my playlist." He nodded and put on something. He smiled and played the song, singing with it.

"Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide. No escape from reality. Open your eyes. Look up to the sky's and see, I'm just a poor boy."

Evan was a damn good singer. I felt myself smiling. This song was pretty appropriate considering what Evan had just done. He kept singing and I listened to his sweet voice until I couldn't help but join in.

"Momma, just killed a man, put a gun against his head. Pulled my trigger now he's dead. Momma, life had just begun, and now I've gone and thrown it all away!"

Evan and I sang together. We were smiling like crazy despite his tear stained cheeks. We drove to no where both singing our hearts out. And we were happy. Despite that my boyfriend was now a murder. I honestly thought I would be the one crying to him that I killed someone and not the other way around.