Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 17 - First steps

I'm sorry for this boring one part. And I know you guys are waiting for Evan and Delirious meeting again, but you have to wait a little 😂.  Love you so much, thank you for everything, especially your sweet comments. Enjoy ^.^
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(Vanoss POV)
"Take a deep breath. That's it. I must say you're doing well, sir."

I slowly smiled after my shrink compliment me. I hated to say that I needed one but I did. I saw that eyes everywhere, my mind re-living those nightmares.

I was still laying on the bed but this time at my house. I hated hospitals. They're full of sick people and death all around. And all of that reminded me that freak.

"Thanks," I mumbled, and checked the time.

We're slowly done here. I'm wondering if my parents pay me visit today. They said they would.

"So the same time tomorrow ok? You're doing really well, Evan."

I'll never tell anybody that I'm visiting shrink. I'm not crazy!

"Yeah, thank you. You're helping me out here," I said honestly.

"Remember what I said. If those pictures come again, just think about anything nicer. Calm beach in deserted island, remember."

Calm beaches, flowers and tranquility. Got it.

I watched him leave and sighed. I wanted to do the ordinary things I had done before that accident. But I got an organs to heal. I picked up the phone and dialed Craig. I was dying in loneliness. I wasn't used to be introvert person with no friends around. I needed communication, flirting, sex.

"Baby, where are you?" I greeted him impatiently.

"I'm working, dude. Your dad is like a bulldog. Everybody here miss you," Craig whined.

"Still? It's half past seven. Craig, please. Leave and come to me. I'll explain it to my father. I don't want to be alone. I'm afraid."

"Your father is giving me the death stares. I gotta go." And with that he hung up.

I heard a knocking on my door. Through my whole body ran wave of fears.

What if it's him again? What if he's here to torture me again? I can't, I just can't. I would rather die then live through this one more time. Where's that bodyguard when you need him? He said he would be back after me and my shrink are done.

"I can't open the door," I yelled.

It was the truth. I couldn't properly move without any pain in my body. I wasn't fully recovered.

The knock was repeated again, and I got really scared.

I trust that agent. He told me that with my camera footage he's going to catch that freak. Question is if he already did that or not.

Within few seconds I heard keys in the lock, and then door opening.

"Sir? I'm back. I met some girl from press. She wants to talk with you. Should I let her in?" He shouted from the door.

"No!" I shouted back.

I wasn't ready for any interviews. Neither mentally, nor physically. I didn't want them to see me like this. And ask annoying question that would sink me more into my nightmares.

I saw his figure appearing in my room. I waved at him in greetings.

You took your time! I could have been dead by now.

"Is everything ok, sir? You need something?" He asked.

I was getting more and more bored. I hated this so much. It wish I could have at least do something, but laying in the bed all days was killing me.

"Tell me, how is it outside?" I asked to make myself a company.

My bodyguard stood before the window and peeked through the curtains.

"Disaster, sir. There are too many paparazzi and press people down. It was a miracle I got through them, and then I had to hold that girl from getting in here. Anyway they still didn't catch your mask freak, but they knew how he escaped. They found a naked dead body of their man, so they assume he took his clothes, dressed like him and then escaped."

They didn't recognized one of their own? I mean those eyes and his voice is unique. Those piercing blue eyes. Fuck! No, no, no! Calm beach, that's it. Beautiful beach. I can hear birds around. Much better.

We both hear a knock on the door, and I roll my eyes annoyed by another news person, standing behind my door. My bodyguard went to the door.

"Some tall man is standing there," he shouted to me from the door.

"He said he was agent FBI, now he's showing his badge," he continued.

Could that be that Irish one? Maybe he's here to tell me that they caught him

"Let him in," I replied.

I heard greetings and footsteps. I saw David coming towards me. I smiled at him and gestured him to sit down next to my bed.

"Hey," I greeted him, and watched my bodyguard leave.

"Sir...ya have to come with us," he stated firmly, and I frowned in confusion.

"What? Why?"

"We caught Delirious a few hours ago," he started talking, and made a pause to breath in which I use.

"That's amazing! So my hidden camera was useful after all. Why didn't I saw anything in the news?" I could sense my happiness in my voice.

That's absolutely amazing! So now he's locked away, and I can start living as I used to. Maybe he needs me to come with him to be a witness.

"There's big problem, sir. I made a terrible mistake, and let him be watched by first man I saw, while I was doing something else. He escaped."

My heart stopped beating. I felt sweat over my whole body which started to shiver. I started to get dizzy, while my mouth went completely dry. I couldn't believe it. I felt my own tears forming in my eyes.

Escaped? Escaped? How? How? How? How? This isn't happening! How could he let him escape?

"I'm terribly sorry, sir. So now you have to come with us. We will give you protection somewhere hidden. He won't find you, this I can promise."

"Hidden? For fuck sake but for how long? I don't want to be hidden for eternity. How could you let him escape! He was Delirious, that Delirious. What were you thinking?" I started yell at him, didn't mind the pain which returned into my body.

"I know, trust me... I know. Now pack your things, we're leaving real soon."