Chapter 9: The Dream

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Blood.

There was blood everywhere.

It dripped from Delirious' knife, onto the originally white tile floor now stained red.

"You killed them, you fucking monster!" That was Vanoss' voice. Delirious spun around, "you killed me, Jonathan!" Vanoss was there, he was bloody; Delirious' stomach wrenched when he saw the body, his previous lover's eyes white, open with terror. Blood was dribbling down the corner of his mouth and joined the pool that collected beside his slit throat. He was wearing a weak and sad smile.

All around, his friends...dead.

Terroriser...

Nogla...

Marcel...

Everyone...

"No! I didn't mean to! Please!" Delirious slid to his knees, tears ran down his blood-spattered face, it dried quickly. "God damn it!" He screamed, there was a force that pushed him forward face-first into the floor.

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Delirious sat up with a start once he hit the floor, looking around. Their bodies flashed before his eyes before turning back to normal, he didn't know he was crying until he felt the salty taste of tears on his lips. There was a rustling beside him and Vanoss got up, rubbing his forehead. "Del? Del!" Vanoss grabbed his boyfriend and cradled him against his chest as the smaller boy sobbed.

"There was so much blood...so...so...much blood," Delirious whimpered. Vanoss just "shhh" him while continuing the cradling. They were careful to not wake anybody up when Delirious cried. "I killed you...Nogla...everyone! I don't want to hurt anybody anymore, Vanoss. He made me do it, I don't want to do it again!" He sobbed.

Vanoss kissed the top of his head, "I know, Del. I know, I promise that I won't let you hurt anyone anymore, okay? I love you so much," he whispered. Delirious just gripped Vanoss' bare shoulders.

"I just don't want to hurt you."

Vanoss felt that pain in his chest, he knew Delirious meant well. He would never let Delirious hurt him, himself, or anybody, if it was the last thing he ever did. "You won't, I promise." He knew Delirious might lash out, but that wasn't going to happen.

Delirious looked in his eyes again, he saw Vanoss' cold, white, dead eyes, with the same damned weak and sad smile, the cut across his throat and the blood dribbling from the corner of his mouth. Then, he saw the same Vanoss again. "What time is it?" He asked, Vanoss rummaged for his phone beside the mattress in his crumpled his shirt; he successfully got his phone and tapped the home button to turn it on.

"5:23 AM, why?"

"Can we go on a walk?" It was barely audible, but Vanoss made it out, he sighed and nodded.

The two were dressed in the clothes they wore the previous night, the sun was barely rising and the only sound was the sound of Delirious and Vanoss' footsteps on the pavement, they had hopped the fence so that nobody would be woken up by the doors.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Vanoss asked Delirious, the boy nodded slightly.

Delirious shuddered, "I was in a kitchen...I had a bloody knife and I was soaked in blood, everyone was dead around me. Then-then you appeared and began calling me a monster, forcing me to look at your body. You had such a sad smile...Nogla's eyes were filled with sadness and betrayal with his arms around Aliyah, they were against the wall, Terroriser's eyes were filled with anger, Lanai was in his arms. Marcel was crying, his body was on top of Simone's. He was crying, like he sacrificed himself to be with her...Wildcat and Kelly's hands were together, like they could never be separated through death. I couldn't see anybody else's bodies, just your guy's." He was full on sobbing once he finished describing his dream, Vanoss just hugged him and they stood there rocking back and forth on the sidewalk.

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