What the hell is this?! (H2Ovanoss)

Chapter 34

I open my eyes hearing a loud crashing noise in the basement so I get up and put my owl mask on. I head over there, knowing that SMii7Y was just trying to get out of his cell by crashing everything at it. Once I head down the stairs, there he sat at the corner, crying and taking deep breaths.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry dad... I didn't mean to hurt her. I'm really sorry..." He cried out gripping his head.

I watched him cry until I tapped the cell door with my fingernail which caught his immediate attention. "W-Wha...how long were you standing there?!" He asked me shocked as he quickly wiped the tears off his face.

"A minute."

"Oh... so you just stood there watching me cry for a good, whole, minute." He said as he sniffed. "Yep... what did you do to become a criminal?" I asked him which caught him off guard.

"W-Why are you asking me that?"

"Just wanted to know, I can tell you mine if you want." I said as I sat down on the cold, stone, floor. "So, if I tell you, will you tell me yours?" He asked me a bit nervous as he looked straight through the owl's eyes. "I will if you tell me yours first." I said serious.

"Okay then, well I started being a criminal at the age of 19 but the start of when people started to see me in a different way was when I hurt my sister, accidentally. It seemed as if I did it on purpose but it wasn't. Then from that incident, she wasn't able to walk nor see ever again." He told me as he stared down at his crossed legs and scratched the back of his neck.

"When I turned exactly 19, I started to kill people and rob every drug store that I could find around my area in Canada until I met a guy named Kryoz. Well that wasn't his real name, that was his nickname. We hanged out and became the best buds ever! We did what every best friends does." He said with a slight chuckle.

"Interesting, I'm also from Canada." I said with which caught his attention.

"Which part of Canada?"

"Toronto." I respond back.

"Nice man! Well tell me your story of how you also became a bad boy?" He asked me with a wink.

"Please don't wink at me ever again and I started to kill things at a really young age, away from people. I don't know at what age I started doing it but I just did because it made feel something in my heart. I was born a bit different from the rest of the kids in every school." I said but then SMii7Y asked me, "What do you mean by different?"

"Well I was born broken and empty boy, also I couldn't feel emotions the right way. Got it from my mom. The only way I was able to feel those emotion is by killing, hurting and touching myself. Then when I finally moved out of the house, I began my career as a psychopathic murderer." I said as I remember the time I killed my first victim with a knife in a empty alleyway.

"But then why do I hear you laugh up there when I'm all the way down here?" He asked me.

"I found someone that loves me and makes me feel things when I'm with him. Also because I feel like I have a real family. Right now I'm feeling nothing because they're all not here. I thought I was gonna be empty again ever since you killed my now ex girlfriend." I said with a bit of anger in my tone.

"Hey I'm sorry! I was told to kill every person that were trying to escape. Wait...are you the guy of the handgun?!" His eyes widened in shock as my lips formed a slight smirk behind my mask. "I was the only survivor in that huge massacre that you and your companions made. My fucking eardrums got damaged and I had multiples surgeries to take that bullet out of my head that was so deep inside in my brain. I even was in a one week coma when they finally managed to take it out." I said with a slight of hatred and hissing.

I heard the basement door open thinking that they must of had arrived and went to check if I was here, but when I turned my head I saw two of the FBI people from before.

"Oh shit?! You're going to jail boy!" SMii7Y laughed but I just did a shushing motion by outing my finger against the owl's beak. "May I help you four with something?" I asked them as I stood up.

"Got any information about The Nightclub?" Marcel asked me as he leaned against the wall. "All I know is that they are a gang, I still haven't started looking or finding trace of them, but I am gonna interrogate this milk boy since he was in a different gang group." I said as I pointed SMii7Y which gasped.

Marcel looked over at him and chuckled. "Are you even good with interrogating people?" He asked me. "Nope but my boyfriend is." I said with a slight smile mentioning about him.

"Oh hell nah! Don't you dare let your delirious boyfriend interrogate me! He is a lunatic!" SMii7Y yelled at me. "He can be a lunatic if he wants to. Calm the fuck down. I tell him not to hurt you unless I want to." I said, starting to chuckle evil.

"Alright then but hurry your ass up! We don't have all year until the cargo ship arrives." Marcel told me as he started to walk out of this place. The panda guy stood there staring straight at me and then left too.

"Well I gotta go and do some business. Don't you go anywhere." I said with a little kids voice and ran up the stairs towards the living room. The last I heard from SMii7Y was "FUCK YOU" and then went silent when I close the door.

What should I do?

The FBI agents are gone, SMii7Y is in his cell, and I'm all alone here watching over him. OH! I know!

I'll sleep! But where?

I already slept on the couch and I'm tired of sleeping in my own room. So... I'll sleep in Jon's room. His bed is comfy and he has the soft pillows that I like!