Delirious POV
I shook my head and sighed in disappointment when I realized what I was doing. The room was dark but I could see the moonlight cascade over his sleeping face. His quiet, but still audible, breaths. I've probably been standing here for 10 minutes, just watching and listening.
The reason I came into this room originally was only to check on him. I don't quite trust him enough to be 'unsupervised' for a long period of time. But apparently, I care about him enough to let him stay up here, and not in the basement.
Jon, you're smarter than this. He'll just ruin you, destroy the reputation you've made with gangs.
Who said they have to know about him.
Tyler's coming over, and since you ditched Smitty's body...you have to come up with a story to share to him.
I groaned in frustration and left the room. I hate this. I hate how he makes me want to care about him even though he should just be like any other victim. Actually he gives me more of a reason to want to hurt him, in return for what he did to me.
But seeing how Smitty treated him....that just made me see red. I didn't even have to think before I started beating on him. It just came to me like instinct, like I had to protect him. As if our past never occurred. The only people I'd ever to that for....ended up gone.
I rubbed my face, sighing once more. The frustration of this whole situation is starting to get to me, I need to get out...
"Jo-Jonathan?" I heard a voice behind me.
I slowly turned around to see Evan standing in the doorway of my room.
"Are you going to sleep anytime soon?" He asked timidly.
"Probably not. Why do you give a shit" Confusion racing around my mind.
"I don't know, I just haven't been able to sleep" He replied. Putting his head down. "I only fell asleep when....I uh, only slept for the last 10 minutes I think"
Does he feel safe around me? I was in his room for the last 10 minutes....does my presence affect him too?
"Would you like me to go to go sleep with you?" I questioned, hoping for the answer to be yes.
He shook his head and placed a hand on his forehead. Seeming to be just a confused as I am.
"Um, I don't know. I slept while you were in the room, so...yeah. I guess so" He said looking back up at me.
"Okay. I'll go with you...but," I paused, feeling wrong for bargaining with him "Tomorrow, I have a friend coming over. He can't know that- You have to be in the basement when he does."
His eyes widened in shock. But almost immediately after he pinched his eyebrows together in confusion.
"Is it Tyler?" He asked, noticeably intrigued.
"If this is because of Craig-" I started.
"No, no. Just answer me please" He pleaded.
"Tell me why" I stepped forward.
"please" He whispered. Eyes switching between both of mine.
"Yes, it's Tyler" I answered, giving into him.
"WildCat Tyler?" He asked, still in a whisper. His brown eyes began to water.
"Do you know him?" I asked concerned.
He put his head down and let out a shaky sigh.
"Yeah," He paused "I know him.."
"How" I don't to push, but I can't handle it.
"Im tired" Evan said, keeping his head down as he turned around and opened my bedroom door.
"Evan-" The sound of his name flowed so smoothly from my mouth.
He immediately stopped, and turned to face me. His face filled with worry.
"I'll be there soon" I finished.
I turned around to go complete a few things before I went with Evan. Since I wasn't expecting to go to sleep tonight, I left many things either unfinished or untouched.
But as soon as my back faced him I felt something wrap around my waist.
Shock, comfort, warmth...love
The emotions rushed back to me and filled my body. The warmth of his arms was gone to soon. I think he shut the door but I can't focus on that right now.
Shock, comfort, warmth...love
Tears began to slow from my eyes as I dropped to the ground, gasping for air. Long forgotten emotions intoxicated my body. The shock and confusion made the air feel thin and hard to inhale.
Shock, comfort, warmth...love
Before I knew it I was out the door trying to get as far away from that place as possible. The emotions felt like poison coursing through my veins.
I can't let this happen...Jon you wont win...you never do.
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FanfictionFORMALLY KNOWN AS - What's Real? Jonathan Dennis has only known misfortune and envy. It's made him empty and hollow, no wonder why he can do things no one can without having to be purely malicious. Although, it also helps keep emotions locked up. Bu...
