From the Start...(PAYJAY FANFIC)

The pain of a loss. (BONUS CHAPTER!!)

BONUS CHAPTER!!

THIS TAKES PLACE AFTER OJ'S DEATH IN II16 [MOTNHS AFTER MAIN STORY OF THIS BOOK.]

TW: Angst, death and spoiler for II16

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(Paper POV:)

I stared down at that body, that...lifeless body. OJ's dead body...He was...gone.

I dont even know what happened! I brought up his ego promblems, He lately had always made EVERYTHING about him! Never about anyone else, not me, not Bomb, Nobody! It was like none of us exsist to him!! But...then, He said he heard some kind of...blaring? I couldnt hear it

That blaring he heard, I remember it so clearly..

"Does...Does anyone here that..?"

I remember hearing him say.

Upon saying that, he had started to back away from something..But there was nothing in sight! It was just H.O.P! Hotel OJ party!! What....What was he seeing?? He continued to back up, as I watched with pure worry on my face, I was scared. He was scared, of...something. OJ had started to have some sort of panic attack, screaming. He was screaming at something, someone. Begging for them to stop, I remember his face so clearly. It was filled with fear, like he was going to die.

But then he did.

He died.

Then everyone in the hotel screamed.

Now, I stared down at his body. My body shaking, I didnt know what to do. I couldnt do anything, Mephone couldnt revive him! OJ was..gone forever.

I fealt tears well up in my eyes, falling to my knees in a puddle of Orange Juice. My pants got wet, but I didnt care.

"N-no...OJ..."

I choked out, trembling as my head shaked in fear, as I tried to steady my heavy breathing. A flood of thoughts swirled in my brain, all of them relating to OJ. How I loved him, how I just lost him...How I'll never see his beautiful face again.

This is all my fault...Im the one started that aurgement, which killed him! It KILLED him! The man I loved was gone because of me!

"O-OJ....I-Im sorry..Im so sorry....."

I attempted to say through sobs and shaky breaths. I grabbed onto his lifeless body, his face and limbs..they were gone. But there was no blood, he was just..nothing. I hugged OJ tightly, my tears dripping down off my face and onto OJ, I closed my eyes as I rested my head on his body. Sobbing into it, getting it all wet.

"OJ stop...this isnt funny....."

I said, starting to think he was joking. This had to be a Joke, right? This couldnt be real..

A flash of him waking up went into my mind. What if he wakes up? I looked around me, this mess. OJ hates messes, they stress him out. So I'm going to clean it. I went to grab a Mop, and a jug of orange Juice.

First, I cleaned all the spilled Juice of the floor. He couldnt wake up to this mess. It has to be gone.

Then, I poored the Juice into his head. He cant be empty, if he does, he'll wake up sick, He hates being sick. They always make his body get real cold and tired. So, I filled up the glass all the way. (AN: my humanized designs has their heads as Objects while the rest of their body is human-like. Which is how this works.)

After that, I would keep Salt as far away as possible from him. He hates Salt, she annoys him and makes him feel uncomfortable with her constant flirting. So, I'll keep her away. He cant come back with Salt around.