A/N - Couldn't imagine a beginning. May get deleted.
Summary - The world just seemed to come crashing down on him and there seemed to be no-one to hold him upright.
Broken Heart
Zac couldn't control the tears anymore. When one escaped, another one would follow. The world just seemed to come crashing down on him and there seemed to be no-one to hold him upright.
He slid down the wall, ending up sitting on the hard, cold floor. He drew his knees up and hid his head in his arms.
Oh god, oh god...
The grief squeezing his heart felt surreal, the attacking pain unbearable. It was something he had never felt before.
He heard the sound of approaching heels and after a moment someone kneed to his level. Looking up he saw Ashley. Her make up was smudged by her tears and there was a look on her face that made him believe she understood.
It took only moments for them to fall into each others embrace, mourning together for someone they had both loved with all their hearts.
Ashley could feel Zac's breathing starting to even out. Still she kept brushing his bangs and running her fingers through his hair, like she'd come costumed to with Jared.
The door to the waiting room opened and a nurse peaked her head in.
''I'm sorry miss, but there are people arriving,'' she said quietly.
Ashley nodded and stood up carefully, not wanting Zac to wake up after she'd just spent the last hour trying to calm him down.
Walking to the hallway she found three Efrons waiting for her. All of them were waiting for news, waiting for her to tell them something devastating.
After a moment Starla took a step forward. ''Did she make it?''
Her heart skipped a beat and her voice broke as she said, ''No.''
Starla's hand flew to her mouth, disbelieving. David and Dylan wore the looks of pure shock.
Ashley cleared her voice. ''I just got Zac to calm down. He's in there.''
Starla nodded and was about to go towards the room before stopping. ''Would you mind calling her family anf make sure that they're coming? We'll start calling people soon. They shouldn't hear something like this over the media...''
Ashley nodded and gestured for them to go inside.
Starla could feel her heart breaking all over again as she saw her first born.
He was laying down on the couch, looking like someone who was asleep but the silent shaking of his shoulders told them differently.
Starla glanced at David and Dylan before taking a step towards her son. She laid a hand on his shoulder, as if not to startle him.
''I'm so sorry, honey, so sorry...'' Starla whispered, as she took her sobbing son into the embrace of his mother.
David and Dylan were left looking helpless by the door.
Couldn't imagine life continuing.