Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 69 - Truth revealed

Yep, things are going down. I got so excited about this, and I found out one thing. That Evan's relationship was the only one out of all without any lies. Nogla lied, Tyler lied, and yet Evan was the one being tortured 😂. Enjoy ^.^
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(Evan POV)
I just stood there, looking at that naked fucker, anger boiling inside me. I knew I shouldn't have cared at all, but Craig was my best friend, innocent and naive best friend who needed protection from the people like Tyler. Liars and manipulators.

"Who let you in?" I gritted through my teeth.

He lazily dressed up at the same time as Craig, and I didn't even care that they both were naked.

"I-I let him in, I'm sorry," my best friend apologized silently.

"Chill, Evan. What's your problem?" Tyler smirked at me, passing by me.

I grabbed his shoulder in the hallway, forcing him to look at me.

"The fuck is your problem?" He swiped my hand from him.

"My problem? I hate you! You and your fucking friend. I don't want to see you around Craig!" I shouted at him.

"This is not my fucking fault. Besides, I'm not hurting Craig, am I?" He spit furiously, walking away. 

"Why are you still with Craig? Let him go finally! Or you're just waiting for your boss to command you to kill him? I won't allow you this," I whispered to him angrily, escorting him to the main door.

"You think you know everything, Evan? Whatever happened in that room, when Delirious shot himself... is in the past. I really don't understand why did he do that, what made him do such an act, but what I know is that he moved on, and you should moved on too! You're trying to hold on the last string, but that's not gonna help you. And I'm not saying this to you, because I want to kill you for what you did to Delirious, but because of you. You're hurting yourself, you're hurting Craig. Stop it," he lectured me, and then walked away.

I walked into the the kitchen, trying to calm my anger, trying to understand a single thing that fucker told me.

"I'm sorry, Evan." I heard Craig's voice.

"I just wanted to meet him again. I love him," he continue.

But he doesn't love you, for fuck sake!

"And I also wanted to watch over you, protect you. I... I didn't mean to be that loud, sorry."

I stayed silent, looking down at the sink.

"Can you please say something? An-anything?" He said desperately.

"What do you want to hear? I hate him, Craig. He's going to hurt you," I answered slowly.

"He's not! He loves me and I love him," he informed me steadily.

I turned myself to him, shrugging my shoulders.

"Do whatever you want," I said, walking pass by him.

"That's enough!" He shouted, which made me turn myself to him again.

"Seriously, what's your problem, Evan? I know you were tortured, you went through shit because you've changed a lot, and I'm really for it, but don't you think that even I deserve a little happiness in my life? All the time it was all about you! You dated girls, you fucked them, you were the popular one, you had money. It's obvious you hate Eric, but I want to know why! What did he do to you?"

"Let it go, Craig," I said tiredly.

"No! This is the time you tell me everything!" He demanded loudly.

"Let it go," I repeated, my voice shaking in anger.

"Stop saying the same words over again! What do you have against him? Is it because you're homophobic? Is it too much disgusting watching me with another men?" He yelled at me, tears streaming down on his confused face.

"What? Of course not! You're my best friend, I don't fucking care who you date," I yelled back, throwing my arms around me.

"Then what is it?! Just tell me!"

I took a deep breath, fighting inside myself just to be silent.

"Let it go," I whispered.

"No!" He shouted again.

I wanted to walk away, when he grabbed my shoulder roughly.

"I get it, Evan. You're lonely. But we can take you out."

"I don't want to go on the date with you," I replied, massaging my temples.

"We can find you some girl, just for you."

I don't want it! I want Delirious!

I lost everything that was holding me back, and I didn't care about consequences.

"Fine! Fine! You want to know the truth?" I yelled at him, walking towards him.

With my each step I took towards him he stepped back until his back hit the wall.

"His true name's is not even Eric!" I yelled. 

"What?" He whispered.

"His name's Tyler and he's working for the fucking guy who kidnapped me. He used you to get me the second time, he doesn't love you, get it? That's the reason I hate him! He's just using you this whole time, for his own plans and pleasures. And you're so fucking stupid this whole time, you're blind, refusing to see the truth!" I yelled at him.

"And before you start defending him, try to think about this whole thing. And before you ask how can I know this... I was there the whole time. I met him face to face, I hear them talking. He mocked me when I recognized him. Who you gonna trust? Him or you best friend! Fucking hell!"

I turned myself and stormed back to my room, leaving Craig behind. I lay down on the bed, letting the tears live their life. I was mad. Mad at Craig, at Tyler, Delirious, and mostly myself.

After few minutes, when my anger flew away, I slowly understood, what I just did. I wiped away my tears, running down to the kitchen, only to see nobody there. Taking the stairs up, I smashed Craig's door open, but he wasn't there either.

I grabbed my phone and tried to call him, but he turned it down. I tried it again with the same result.

Fuck, what have I done?