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Part 100 - Jonathan

I think there's no need to say anything to this chapter. Part 100!!! Oh gee golly! I've never  imagined we would reach 100 chapter. You're all insane, I'm insane. Enjoy ^.^
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(Vanoss POV)
I was lying dressed up on the bed, my mind reliving the previous moments. My asshole hurt, lips were still little bit swollen, my body still on fire. I missed him, more then ever.

Jonathan.

I knew he could have lied to me, this didn't mean it was his true name, but I wanted to believe that it was. I felt so special when he told me.

Jonathan.

The door opened, my heart raced in the hope of seeing Delirious, but the only person who came in was Jack. He closed the door behind, looking around. His eyes ended up on me, and I hugged my knees in protective manner. I still remembered his voice changing, his giggles.

"How?!" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"H-how what?" I replied nervously.

I felt really uncomfortable around him. That was the moment I noticed his eyes changed the color to the black, his lips curled into the evil smile.

"How did ya killed him? Did he begged ya for his life?" He asked quickly, his voice changing from deep to high pitched again.

My heart raced, my body trembled. I was afraid of him. He walked towards me, giggling.

"Was he in pain? Did ya torture him? How much blood?" He continued, and I gulped.

"I-I don't know," I replied, scanning his reactions.

"Have ya tasted his blood? So delicious!" He giggled again, grabbing my hand.

I watched with my widened eyes as he pulled out the pocket knife. He giggled again and I felt so uncomfortable.

"Let go of my hand," I whispered carefully.

"Na-ah!"

He stung my finger with the knife, and before I could anyhow react, he put the finger into his mouth. I hissed in pain, while his eyes got darker. He looked back at me, his smile widened 

"Try it," he whispered, moving my fingers to my mouth.

I shook my head, trying to calm myself.

"Try it!" He shouted deeply.

Before I could do anything else, his eyes went back to blue color, filled with desperation and hopeless.

"Help me," he whispered silently, so close to my face, grabbing his head and falling down on his kneels. It was at that moment the door opened, and Jack growled. I quickly got off the bed, looking terrified on what was going on.

"Anti, come here."

Mark's voice filled the room, and I looked at him. Right then I noticed he wasn't alone. There was some tall bearded man next to him with his arms crossed.

Who is he?

"What? Wanna taste his blood too?" Jack asked, giggling again.

Bearded man looked at me, scanning me from head to toe.

"We have some work to do. Come here!" Mark raised his voice.

They both left, leaving me with the unfamiliar man. He leaned against the wall, silently watching me.