[GREGVAN] "Just me, and you..?"

"start over? are we starting over?"

Elizabeth's disappointed. Real disappointed, but, Evan couldn't tell why.

"Evan... Love is real. You get love from me and our family. Why are you saying this..?" She sobs. Evan doesn't know why she's crying.

He knows he gets love for them. But he never feels the way he did while with Gregory with them. "R... Ro... Romantically..." He stutters.

"Oh! Right. B-but!—"

"Nu-uh. Evan...– I'm not listening!" Evan looks away, puffing his cheeks out. Elizabeth huffs and walks out of the room, only coming back a few hours later. Within those hours, Evan stared up at the ceiling. Not doing anything else. Just staring.

He didn't move. It looked like he wasn't even breathing but he was. You couldn't tell if he was blinking at all. Even with Elizabeth back in the room, he'd still look at the white roof.

His expression was blank. Scary almost. It sure scared Elizabeth, she started crying because she thought he died.

A button was pressed and the nurses came rushing in. "What's wrong?"

"My brother! He's unresponsive!" Elizabeth cried out. The nurses walked over to him and noted he was breathing after lifting his shirt.

"Maybe he fell asleep with his eyes open?" One of the nurses whispered. The other nurse nodded and lightly shook the boy.

Evan jolted, blinking as tears that weren't in his eyes before flowed down his cheeks. He looked confused. Terrified.

The third nurse looked down at her clipboard, "Evan...A–" she gasps, looking at the scared boy. "Uh, how are you feeling?" She asks nervously.

Evan shook his head. "No. What?- Why..?" He stumbles with his words, looking at his hands. "I didn't do it." He whispers.

"Do what?" Elizabeth asks being to only one  who actually heard what was said.

"Kill. I-i–"

"Calm down! You must rest. If not, your condition will worsen." The first nurse rushes to the boys side. Evan tensed up, "G-get away!"

"What?"

"Get away! Killer!" He screams.

'What the fuck is wrong with this boy?'

EVAN'S PERSPECTIVE:

He stood there before approaching me. "Calm down. You must do what I say. If not, I'll tell everyone the crime YOU'VE committed."

No. It's not my fault... He's getting to close.. "G-get away!" I shudder. "What?" He sounded angry.

"Get away! Killer!" I repeat. It's his fault. "That's all you my sweet son."

"Don't call me that! I'm not your fucking son you phyco!" I curse, sobbing and mentally apologizing to Jesus for my language.

"Evan~" William laughs. "Evan."

"Stop." I cover my ears.

"Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan.  Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan. Evan."

"STOP IT!"

"EVAN! SNAP OUT OF IT, GODDAMMIT!" A slap to the face. That was all it took. I blink, putting my hand on my stinging cheek.

I look over seeing Elizabeth and three nurses. I cry again. Maybe because of the pain. Or maybe because I am insane.

Why?

"I'm so sorry!" I cry, covering my face. One of the nurses mutters the word 'crybaby.'

"Get out." Elizabeth says sternly. A few seconds later, I hear a door open and close. "Evan... I'm so sorry for slapping you but you were talking nonsense! Daddy isn't here anymore!"

'What?'

"B-but...I saw him!" Elizabeth shakes her head, not believing me.

"Also, what do you mean you 'didn't kill?'" She asks. I recall my nightmare with Afton. "Gregory... He was killed. I had blood on my hands but he was dead before I arrived! And the only one there was William!"

Elizabeth eyes me weirdly. "We don't know a 'Gregory.'" She tells me. I shake my head, "You don't. I do."

"Huh? Don't we share the same friends, though?"

"No. You refused to be friends with my plushies." I look away, huffing. Elizabeth laughs.

"They aren't humans, Ev." She pats my arm. "But yeah. I don't know a Gregory. He's never come to visit. And if he did, I would've known." She whispers. I frown.

He's real. Right? Yeah! He has to be. I don't wanna do this without him. He's helped me, I have to return the favor.

I don't wanna start over. This time with everything/one but him.

"Oh! Gregory!" Elizabeth gasps. "What?" I look at her, "what happened?"

"That's the boy who was in the same condition as you. Though for much longer. I'd say, errr, seven year?" Elizabeth explains.

He freed me. But can't free himself? That's not fair. He should be here. Not me.

Do I have to start over? Act like he never existed? No... I don't wanna do that.

"Start over." I whisper. Elizabeth looked at me, confused.

"start over? are we starting over?"
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I don't know what this chapter is rly about😜

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