I'm Crazier than all of you, Owl Man (Vanoss x Reader) Completed

Chapter 21

Her breath staggered as she stepped upon the platform. The platform jolted up unusually then slowed down to normal momentum. The sudden jolt had made Y/n stumble to her knees, her hand was flexed out on the cold metallic podium. Her mind was so adequate with her own thoughts that she didn't even notice. Vanoss pulled the smaller girl up with him. He noticed that she looked almost lifeless.

"Are you feeling okay?" He interrogated. He knew the answer, but he wanted her to spill out her emotions. She looked up into his chocolate brown eyes. Her e/c eyes pierced his soul.

"No, I just... Can't believe that he's actually gone... " It sounded as if she were holding back her tears. "It feels like he's still here. I can feel him around me." Her eyes started to gloss up with tears.

"He'll always be around us." Vanoss said. He started to remember all the times that they spent together.  
Vanoss scooped her into his arms. Her head was nestled into the crane of his neck. His arms were wrapped firmly around her waist as she silently began to cry. It was muffled, but he could still hear her sobs. Vanoss felt his collar began to get wet from her pools of tears. Slowly he began patting her back to comfort her all while his other arm was still firm around her torso.

"It'll get better..." He reassured. She believed him

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Mini Ladd was the second closest to Delirious. They've been friends since elementary. They'd always go to the movie theater together and watch all the scary movies. Even though Craig wasn't a big fan. Craig would always cling on to Jon's arm or the chair when a jump scare occurred. Other times they'd watch sad movies. Craig would cry and Delirious would just sit and watch. Soaking it all in. The only thing that'd make him cry was if a dog died. They were both very different and that's what made them click. Like puzzle pieces.
If they would've know what they gotten in to they wouldn't have done what they did. It resulted in Delirious's death and Mini's agony.
His face was full of sorrow, his mind filled with memories. Craig made a photo album when he was younger, it had Jonathan in it everywhere. Their first party in highschool together, first homecoming, last prom, college... Then from there everything went horribly wrong, that's why they ended up where they did. One wrong decision and their worlds went crashing down. One wrong decision was all it took, one wrong move and their worlds turned upside down. One wrong turn which eventually led up to Jon's death.
Why did they do what they did, they don't know, but if he could he would rewind that whole night back and redo it, he sure as hell would. So he would have his best friend back.
Tears started to weld up in Mini's eyes as he stood at the edge of the podium. He snatched his glasses off and rubbed his eyes, a few sniffles came out as he breathed. Tyler was behind him, his reassuring hand was resting on Craig's back. Craig felt warmth spread across his body like fire and gasoline. It eventually made its way to his cheeks. Then his eyes, which were burning with tears. Once he closed them they spilled, and once he opened them all the tears would come right back.

Tyler wrapped his arms around him, hugging the smaller male from behind. Tyler's head rested on Craig's shoulder. Craig's face was like a furnace, burning bright red. "It's okay, let it all out." Tyler whispered.
Craig's lip began to quiver, his head became light. Tears automatically shot out of his eyes as he began to wail out Jon's name.
He turned around and wrapped his scrawny arms around Tyler. Tyler reacted by wrapping his arms around Craig, who was crying uncontrollably into his shirt. They stayed like this until the podium fully rose to the top.
Tyler wrapped an arm around Craig as they began walking to the van.

Brock, Vanoss, Y/n, Lui, David, Tyler, and Craig chose the back seats. Marcel volunteered to drive to the Hotel that they had currently stayed in. Terroriser sat in the front with Marcel.

Y/n was the first one to break the silence. They were currently still on the highway. "When are you guys going to bury him?" She asked it out of the blue, she had her head down and her elbow rested on the windowsill. Vanoss took a while to respond, but he did.

"We'll do it tomorrow, it's 2 am." He said checking his phone. He wasn't doing so well with his death either. Since he knew Jon the longest. They were best friends at birth. Like two peas in a pod. They were destined to be friends, no one thought that they'd be what they are now. They wish they wouldn't have done the things they did, maybe that would've saved Jon. Maybe it wouldn't have.

What have they got their selves into?
What would've been different if they would've chosen the right path?
They were all thinking about what they could've done differently to save Delirious, but it's absolutely pointless. There's no changing the past, no rewinding, no fixing. He's dead and that's it. He's never coming back. Never...
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Wildcat was the third closest to Delirious. They met later in 9th grade, freshman year in highschool. They started out friends which then turned to best friends. Jon then introduced Craig and Evan to Tyler. They all became a great group of friends, hanging out after school, going to the movies, spending the night and playing video games with each other every day.
Their friendship grew stronger and stronger everyday. And all it took was one bad decision. To flip each and every one's world upside down. Forever.

Who knew that it would end up this way. With Jon, who started the whole group, dead at the feet of their beloved enemy, Jordan, whom was so thirsty for revenge.
Revenge on her husband.

~Y/n~

Jordan...

I hope to see you in hell...

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