Killers inside {Completed} 1

Part 8

--Delirious' POV--

From day one of me imprisonment I have only managed to cry myself to sleep.
So times I'd have good dream and other time bad one.
But last night was good.

I was in a room with one of my victims, laying strapped to a table,
He woke up looking around frantically, breathing heavily​ through his nose.
I step out of the shadows behind him.
I went over to my tools next to him, he sees me facing him with a sinerster smile.
His eyes widened in absolute terror and tried to scream but it was muffled due to the multiple layers of tape on him mouth.
It cause me to laugh seeing him struggle so much to escape.
Grabbing the Dagger from the table of torture tools, I walked up to him, holding my hands behind my back I tilt my head.
"Hi!" I say giggling
He lays there still, eye fixed on me.
I stabbed his shoulder eyes shut tightly from the pain tears fell down his face.
I stabbed a few more times just below the last, 3 on each leg and cutting into his arms and legs.
The red liquid I love to see, splat and pour out the wounds all over my hand and and blue hoodie off the table to the floor just reaching to make a pool around my shoes.
I laughed as I slashed and danced and if skating on ice
With a leap, twirl and gracefully moves across the room back over to the tools dropping the Dagger to the blood pools below and grasped the knuckle busters in hand and put them on.
I came back to him, he was still wipering.
I wiped them away with my bloody hands, some of it smired across his cheeks, chin and over his eye.
"Shh shh it's ok, it's nearly over. You won't feel a thing when I'm done. Now..." I whispered pulling back my fist
Holding his head still by his hair with the other.
"Go..." I hit his face hard then drawing back
"To!..."I strike again
"SLeEp!" I scream pounding my fists into his face and stomach.
He was passed out I stepped away throwing the knuckle busters aside crouching down to retrieve the Dagger from the pools.
As I hulled it over his body the drips from the Dagger fell on his face like tears.
Bring it to his throat it slit it open.
He started to chock
Pulling off the tape from his mouth he tried to breath, more of the beautiful crimson red gushes out the opening of his neck, mouth and nose and drowns in it.
Blood runs out the side of his mouth and down the table to the floor like a waterfall,
As the fresh red liquid join the older makes the pools bigger across the room.

Now I'm awake I looked up from my spot on the floor to see I'm still here in the MentalJail.
I went to get up but fell 10 cm from where I originally was.
And sat there
2 weeks, 2 weeks.
I hadn't see him or really anyone but that fluf hair and mask wearing doctor to give me needles to try and forget everything.
I saw out the corner of my eye I could see a lady with a microphone, headset and a guy with a camera faced her as she spoke but I couldn't hear it.
I lay down facing the window and cried shaking and twitch I couldn't control it, calling out to my Love.

"Vanoss help me! Please came get, please save me Evan. PLEASE HELP ME!!" I sob.
They left out of site, I don't care about them, only Vanoss, so I just lay and continue to cry out to him.

I think I fell asleep again and woke up to a familiar voice calling to me.

"Delirious?" Nothing
"Jon please?" He sighs, I started to cry.
"I'm here now."
"It's Evan I'm here to help."
I stopped and sat up facing away from the window showing my back to him
I moved his head sideways to see in the corner of my eye.
And I ran up to the window.

"Hey buddy, how are doing?" His voice shook.
"Evan help me please get me out of here!" I placed my hands on the glass, tears fall.
"Huh I wish I could, Delirious."
"Please don't...just you don't get it Evan they try and make me forget you with needles please help!"

"Please rescue me!"
"Soon ok, soon I will." Evan tells me and place the phone down and stood there.

"No. NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO! NO!NO!! Please don't go please
DON'T LEAVE ME!!" I scream Banging my fists on the window. Vanoss put his hand on the window
sighed and left.

"NO PLEASE EVAN COME BACK!"
I cried sliding down the side of the wall.
"Please, Please. Please come back." I whispered to myself curling up into a ball.