Until Dawn

Butterfly Effect?

Vanoss's POV:

We ran up stairs from the stranger. And yep, the house changed again. (A/N Yeah sorry I put some other horror game like things in here ex: this 'house changing' is from Layers of Fear) We were back in front of Delirious's game room. But this time we could either walk up stairs or into the kitchen. "The kitchen may have knives and food, so we should go there." "Wait Delirious remember what I saw?" His face scrunched up as he hated the memory. "Yes." "Maybe we should go upstairs!" "Yeah." Delirious ran up the stairs as I followed. We got up stairs and Delirious shook his head. "I don't know which room is mine." I walked to the door on the very left side of the hallway. I turned the door knob but no budge. Delirious tried the second one. It was unlocked but he looked confused. Then he laughed. "Welp! I found the bathroom! And I gotta go!" I laughed. "Ok, well go." Delirious walked in and shut the door. I leaned against the wall and slid down. I held my knees and thought. Do I really like him? I can't though. He's my best friend. Like shit, it would be wonderful if he liked me back. I think I do. I like Delirious... My thoughts were broken by a crash down stairs. I got up to see what happened. I walked down stairs slowly. Should I do this? I walked even farther and got to the bottom. I hid behind the kitchen wall before I actually walk in. I peeked over and saw the same silhouette we did in the basement. Shit I forgot to tell Delirious he had a gun. Fuuuuck. It was the same stranger. He put the gun on the counter. He was wearing a green overcoat and a paper bag over his head. What the hell? He walked over and past me. I had to stay as still as I fucking could. He walked right by me then stopped. Shit. I could hear him breathing. He stepped backwards and dropped a piece of paper and went upstairs. NO!! DELIRIOUS IS UP THERE! I grabbed the paper and ran to the kitchen, grabbed the gun and ran upstairs. The guy was no where to be seen. He walked into the door that was locked before and shut it. I ran to the bathroom door but it opened as I was running. I fell onto Delirious. We were both on the bathroom floor. I was on top of Delirious. It was like time was frozen. It was just him and I. He looked panicked at first but looked at me and he stopped. He looked into my eyes and I looked into his. His face was a tinted pink.  I bet mine was too. He got closer to my face. I got closer to his. SLAM "What was that?" He stuttered. "I...I dunno..." I got up off of him and ran out of the bathroom. I saw the same figure as I did in the kitchen. He was holding a knife. He ran after me and I got the gun out of the waist band of my jeans. "Don't." I pointed the gun at his face. Delirious walked out of the bathroom and everything went in slow motion. The man ran and dove for Delirious. Delirious was on the ground fighting him and dodging his knife swings. I pointed the gun at the man once more and pulled the trigger. I hurt a yelp. "AHH FOCK!" Delirious pushed the man off him and threw him to the wall. "Who are you?" Delirious spat. The man said nothing. Delirious had him pinned to the wall. "TELL ME! WHO YOU ARE!!" Delirious spat once more. The man took his knife out once more and swung at Delirious. Delirious winced in pain and fell backwards. "JON!!" I ran to the man and took him to the ground. "Now, you piece of shit, tell me who you are, or we will figure out the hard way, and it's already gonna hurt like fuck because you hurt my friend!!" The man only groaned in pain. He pushed me off and started towards the stairs but I slapped him in the back of the head. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me down with him. "AHhhh let go!! You fuck!!" We both fell down stairs. I hit my head a few times and winced in pain. I took the knife out of his hand and stabbed him. He kicked me in the gut then fell down the rest of the stairs. I lay there grabbing my gut. "Ouch ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!!" I squeezed my eyes shut trying not to shed a tear. "Fuck!" I tried getting up but it hurt too much. I slipped off the grip of the stair railing and fell down the rest of the steps. I let out a yelp. I landed on the stranger. He groaned. His paper bag was ripped. He had black hair. That's all I could see in this dark ass house. He grabbed his paper bag and got up. I grabbed his leg but I lost all my strength. He then stepped on my knee and ran to some other place in the house and disappeared. My knee was in terrible pain and I couldn't get up. "Ahhhhhh!! Owwww eh eh. GOD DAMNNNN IT!!!" I tried getting up but failed. I had to crawl up the steps. Before I could get halfway Delirious was walking down the stairs holding his shoulder. "EVAN!!" He ran down to me and picked me up bridal style. His face made a very painful look. "Del...Delirious...do..doesn't that...hu...hurt your a...arm?" His eyes were glazed. "No, of course not Vanoss." "Then why do you look like your in...pa..pain?" He looked at me and stopped in front of the last door we didn't try. "Because...of the way you look now....it hurts me to see you like this.." He cared. So much about me. That's why I love him. He opened the door and walked in. He set me down on a bed. His bed. He had a dresser that had a little teddy bear on it. He also had a journal beside his bed on his nightstand beside a little blue lamp. He sat down at the end of the bed. "You know what's fucked up?" "What?" "There is no windows. If there was we could've been out of here and somewhere safe together... I mean both of us safe and you know just not separate." He face palmed and blushed. "Jon... i...if you're h...hot why don't ..y...you...take off the....sw..sweatshirt?" He looked at me. "Because I'm not. I'm really cold." He looked down at his hands and frowned. "What's wrong Jon?" He sighed. "Nothing." I sighed too. And rolled over to my other side. A huge pain went through my body. I groaned in pain. "Ouch ouch ouch." I sat up on my elbows instead and threw my feet over the bed. "Vanoss lay down. You need to rest." "But I can't." "Why?" "I've got so much on my mind-" I was cut off as I remembered the 'totem' thought I had. I used all my strength to get off the bed. Delirious made a growling noise. "Evan what did I say?" "I don't have to listen to you." "Ey I'm older than you!" "So..?? like 5 years?" "Yeah so lay down." "Fuck off!" He mumbled something under his breath I couldn't hear. "What was that?" "Nothing." I limped over to the drawers and opened them and found a note. That reminds me I still have the other note from that paper bag stranger. I grabbed the note in the drawer.