Mithross; I'll Protect You

Chapter eight; Dreams and Screaming

Chapter eight

Ross P.O.V.

After the, um, thing, I went back to the apartment and flopped on my bed. I just sat there for a bit, just thinking about what had happened. I lay there for a few hours, contemplating about what had just happened. Red's screams, the way the blood had spurted out when I stabbed him, the little whimpering sound he made as I scraped the knife across his cheek, and lastly, the dull, vacant look in his eyes as I pulled the knife up the last time. I still can't believe that it happened. But you know what? It was worth it if he'll stay away from Max. My Max. I hummed a little (just imagine him humming Miku's 'The World Is Mine' it's really good. Look it up with English subs.) and imagined him wrapping his arms around me, kissing my forehead, calling me his narwhal. I sighed. To get that fantasy to become reality I would kill everyone in the offices if I had to. I glanced over at my phone. Crap. It read 12:25 AM. I should probably get to sleep. I went and changed into my Miku shirt and got ready for bed. I lay down and turned off the lights.

Awhile later I snuggled up to my phone and glanced at the screen. 3:45. As I stared at the illuminated screen, my eyes started to drift down.

I looked up. There was nothing. Nothing except darkness. And a door. I ran towards the door and opened it. Outside of the offices appeared, and I walked towards the building. I walked up the steps and grabbed my key. Em wasn't in the lobby like usual. Huh. I walked up the stairs and into the hallway. I should visit Max. I walked over to the editing cove, but when I was halfway there, a hand shot out of my office and pulled me in. I lept over to the door, but was pulled back. I looked at the person holding my wrist and was greeted by my face. Well, he had my face but he had red tear stains running down his cheeks originating from his blood-red eyes, and was covered in a red dust. He also looked incredibly tired. What? Was that Redstoner? One other version of me appeared. They had thick glasses, a lab coat and were holding a syringe with a gun strapped to his back. I saw the pattern. They were both my evil alter egos. Doctor Ross, and Redstoner. Redstoner let go of my hand and Doctor Ross approached me. "Ross, don't be afraid. We're here to help you." He reached to grab my hand, but I flinched away. "Ross, we can help you get Max. We know you love him, and we can help you." I looked at them, and backed up to the door and said, "I already got all the obstacles out of the way. He's as good as mine." I opened the door and booked it. I ran over to the editing cove and was about to run to Maxxy, when I saw a swarm of people around Max's station. Red, Tim, Ethan, Adam, Corey, Barney, even Em, were talking to Max. Flirting, joking, and talking. My vision tinted red. Redstoner and Doctor Ross came up behind me. They whispered in my ear, "Do you see why you need our help Rossy?" Doctor Ross smiled cruelly and slid a knife in my hand and Redstoner pushed me forward. I walked up to the first person I saw and stabbed them in the back. They let out a high pitched scream and their body fell to the floor. Shelby. My own cousin. I didn't feel bad though, only angry at how many people were after Maxxy. My Maxxy. I went through everyone and stabbed them, ending their life one by one. All my closest friends, dead. I stabbed them again and again. By the end of it I was covered in blood, and panting. I walked over to Max, the only one left, and held my knife up to his throat, and in one clean motion, ended his life. If he wouldn't love me, then... I looked at his motionless body and sobbed. All I wanted was his love. I hugged his dead body and screamed at the top of my lungs, "MAX!" Redstoner and Doctor Ross came up behind me and each placed a hand on my shoulder. "Now do you want to join us?" Doctor Ross asked. I nodded my head through my tears, running my hand through Max's hair. I let go of his body and grabbed Doctor Ross's hand. I grabbed my knife and walked with them, still sniffling. I was a monster. Just like them.

"Ross, Ross, wake up!" I woke to Max shaking my shoulders and Tim standing in the doorway, looking at me drowsily. I snapped my head up and asked, "Max, what the heck is happening?" He looked at me and said, "You were screaming my name in your sleep. What the f*** were you dreaming about?" He touched my cheeks and I realised they were covered in tears. I looked at him, he was so nice, and cute, and funny... "Ross?" He was looking at me again, and I realised I had been staring at him instead of answering his questions. "Um, nothing." I said quickly. He looked suspicious but dropped the subject. "It was just a nightmare." I added on.

"Oh. I hope you're okay." Tim said sleepily, and walked out of the room, presumably back to bed. Max gave me a hug and backed out through the door as well. I rubbed my nose and my hand came away bloody. Heh. Wow. I grabbed a tissue and looked at the time. 3:52. I had only slept for seven minutes?! This was going to be a long night.