Connor Murphy Dear Evan Hansen Novels & Stories

Connor gives me a bewildered look and gazes back out the window in disbelief. “Who is Declan, Connor? Eddie Morano is a crazy asshole that everyone is scared of. How is it that this man comes along with a million-dollar car and kicks his ass without breaking a sweat? This is crazy.” I reply, holding my hands up in surrender. Connor shrugs his shoulders with a puzzled frown. “I asked him, but he wouldn’t answer. I mean, he had a military jacket in his file, which means he’s trained to kill people. Right?”

“What about Connor? Didn't he say he was coming?” Dean replied almost immediately. “He's probably off on his honeymoon with his wife, I doubt he will come here. He was only pulling your legs.” “He will come…" Daniel had a cunning smile on his face as he nodded towards Dean. I was trying so hard to concentrate on the numbers on my desk that I almost snapped when they kept talking. My private line rang almost immediately, and as it was connected to the speaker in my office, I didn't mind if my friends listened in on the conversation. A terrible mistake that was…

"Connor put his hands on her skin, and he needs to pay for that mistake." "Connor is just a normal college kid who stepped in to stop a fight," Evan reasoned with me, although he struggled to keep my thrashing arms pinned to the carpet. "He does not know about our kind, and he does not know Jaslyn is your mate. He was just trying to be a good person, so you cannot go out there and murder him for being polite." "I do not care about his intentions," I argued through the pain. "He has no right to stand that close to her, and he has no right to touch her shoulder. I have to get out there."

A sniffle followed. My stomach dropped. I made him sad. Really sad. “Ethan, please,” I said, quickly standing. “I know I upset you. But stay. Let’s talk. I—” "Connor is in New York." He cut me off, and everything inside me stilled. Time stood still. Stopped. Tilted. Connor? Connor? My best friend? The first person I came out to? Ethan's older brother? The one who had saved my life more times than I could count?

I replied. Connor grabbed Evan's hand and pulled him away from us, walking to where his locker was located. Once he stopped walking, he released his grip on Evan's hand. Evan stood there looking at Connor confused. "You guys ready to go to lunch?" Connor asked as he turned around to face us again. "Yeah sure," I responded as I picked my bag back up. I turned to Evan and gestured towards Connor. "Come on Evan, let's go to lunch." Evan chuckled and followed behind me as we made our way to the cafeteria.