The Only Ones (H20Vanoss) BOOK 2!!!!

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~•~Delirious's pov~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

"It's a long story." I mumbled. Craig sat on a table and crossed his legs.

"We have time." He urged and leaned forward. I sighed. I knew Vanoss wouldn't want to trust them, I don't even want to. They're strangers. If I wasn't put through those 2 months then I would trust them.

I'm not necessarily human anymore. My blood cells are so messed up. I'm just built different. I'm a hybrid, or thats what they called it. A mix between human and animal. My other half is a raccoon.

"I'd rather not talk about it." I said quietly itching the back if my neck. Craig frowned but nodded.

"I'll give you time to adjust, you should be here for probably 3 months, in order for you leg to fully heal, your friend might be here for longer-"

"I'm not leaving without him." I snapped standing up. Craig scooted back with panic in his eyes. He took a deep breathe and smiled.

"You seem really connected to him. Are you two dating or something?" Craig asked. I choked on my spit and started to cough and he started to laugh.

"No, its nothing like that, we're just close friends." I explained. I wish I could date him.

"I can take you to see the others." He offered. I nodded and looked around. I saw a spare white shirt and my hoodie, it was clean but there was small blood stains. It looked more discolored than anything.

I put on both and stuffed my hands in my pockets. I made water form around my hands. I smiled, I still had my powers.

We reached the top of the stairs and saw about 9 people upstairs having fun. Some were cooking and others were crowded around a television shouting and laughing.

"Guys! One of them is awake!" Craig yelled. All heads turned and I clenched my fists to keep my anxiety from kicking in.

"We'll all introduce ourselves. I'm Wildcat, the leader." A guy in zebra print pants announced.

"I'm Lui!" A short kid said he looked young for this group.

"I'm Nogla." A tall Irish guy waved.

"Terroriser." One grumbled. He had an Irish accent too.

"Moo is downstairs doing a surgery. He's the medic of the group." Craig cut in. I nodded.

"I'm Cartoonz, second in command." A guy with an X over his eyes called.

"Ohm." Another guy said quietly, hiding behind Cartoonz. He seemed weak.

"Basically." One said without looking away from the television.

"407, make yourself comfortable." A guy smiled. I think that was the last of them.

"I'm Delirious, thanks for letting us stay, I hope we aren't any trouble." I chuckled lightly. Lui scooted over on the couch and patted the empty space next to him. I sat down and he instantly started talking about random stuff and laughing.

"Man your tense, relax your friend is in the best care." Cartoonz patted my shoulder. I flinched and nodded.

"What's that on your neck?" Ohm asked. How could he see? He had a grey bandana cover his eyes.

"Its a story I don't want to tell." I stuttered. They seemed to understand and continued to play their game.

I sat back and watched, my anxiety was off the charts, but I didn't show it.

•~•~Time skip•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

"After two hours...I'm done. The guys stable now and he's gonna be back to his old self in no time." Moo sighed coming up here.

"Hey Craig, did you run test results on those two to see who they were?" He continued to talk. My blood ran cold and I clenched my fists. No one is different, their all the same.

"Moo, he's right there." Craig sighed and pointed at me. Moo's mouth opened wide in surprise and he cringed realizing what he said.

"Where is he?" I asked. My voice didn't sound very nice and it seemed to make everyone stop and look.

"He's downstairs in the infirmary. He's in the best you were in. He's not awake yet." He explained. I got up from the couch and walked past Moo and Craig
They seemed afraid. I went downstairs and a curtain was pulled back.

I gently pulled it open and saw Vanoss. He has gauze wrapped around his stomach there was a thicker pack just where the bullet was.

Tears threatened to fall. And I didn't fight back. I let them fall. I sank to my knees beside his bed and cried.

"It's all my fault." I sobbed. I wasn't able to protect him. He could have died.

I wiped my tears and went straight faced. Feeling are a strange thing. I pulled a chair up and held his hand.

"Hey Vanoss, we're alive. We are it. I really thought you were dead. If that happened....I'd lose myself. Being the only hybrid in the world and not having you by my side to fight the scientists. I'd rather die than be in the world without you." I began. Maybe if I talked he could hear me.

I squeezed his hand and put my head on the bed. I was tired. But I felt too scared to sleep. I sighed and talked. I didnt know what to do. I talked, hummed, and sang lightly. I don't know how long he would be asleep. I wanted to be awake as well when he did wake up.

I sat there and it didn't seem lo my at all. I sat there looking at him. His beautiful features and his breathing.

"Hey Delirious, supper is ready. " I heard a voice. I let go of Vanoss's hand and stood up, swirling around and ready to defend. Terroriser stood with his hands up and his eyebrows raised.

I relaxed and sighed. I don't think he was going to leave.

"I'm not hungry, but thanks." I smiled. Terroriser sighed and nodded. Then walked upstairs. I was hungry. But I didnt trust them, I could be poisoned or drugged. I sat back down and sighed. I heard footsteps once again. Can I not be felt alone. Its obvious you people only want tests. Speaking of that, I have a plan.

Basically came down with a bowl.

"You have to eat." He ordered. I shook my head.

"Says who?" I argued. He sighed and set the bowl next to me.

"You just woke up, getting food in your system is what you need. " he narrowed his eyes at me. I knew he had anger issues based off the way he spoke.

"Really I'm fine. Food isn't that important. I can go 3 weeks without it. " I shrugged. He growled and threw something at me.

I looked and saw it going straight for Vanoss's face. I caught it one handed and stared at it. A stupid water bottle. My gaze turned to Basically and my glare was ice cold.

"What. The. Fuck."