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Characters: Evan, Delirious, Brock, Tyler, Anthony (mentioned), ...
Pairing: None
Genres: Siblings, gang, tragedy
Warning: Suicide
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<<Delirious/Jonathan's p.o.v.>>
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Maybe they should have been more careful. Stealing from a big dangerous gang like the OHMM may have been their greatest mistake. Despite his questionable joy in genocide, he has always been careful but when you're with Evan, you can't help to be influenced by his insane mind and risky ideas. Even now, running for his life with Evan by his side while bullets flying past them, he can't help but grin.

He winces. He touches his cheek to see his blood at his fingertips. He's getting annoyed and tired being chase and attack by guns and blunt weapons for the past hour. He pats the gun over his jacket and wishes he could turn around and flip the table but their number is too great. He, Evan and the others have to split up and lose them before regrouping and escape. He feels dread to be separated with Evan, not able to be there to protect him.

He looks ahead and turns to a dead end. He quickly looks around surrounding for a path. Before he could use the giant boxes against the wall to get over, someone pulls him to the side and into one of the buildings. He pulls out a knife from his pants and about to strike the offender. His eyes widen and stop his hand before the tip of the knife reaches Brock's neck. "What are you guys doing!? Hurry up!" Tyler shoves them before either of them could say anything, hurrying them to exit the building.

Brock informs him after they left the building that Anthony is here with their van to pick them up and escape. The instinct is to continue to run to where Anthony is, no hesitation and question ask until he hears a commotion. He stops in the middle of their escape and spins around to see Evan at the ledge on top of a building and cornered by a group, the OHMM. His face quickly turns to distress as he knows he can't make it and before he could take a step to try, Evan takes a step backward and fell with arms wide open.

"EVAN!"

He screams; hands reaching, legs kicking, mind stopping and heart on the verge of breaking. He didn't take notice his friends pulling him back as he continues. The only thing he can focus on is his brother grinning before a big red splat paints the ground.

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Hello everyone.

Thank you for reading.

This is part two of the previous part.

This part is actually finished last year except for the 2 last paragraphs.

I decided to finish it tonight after having the motivation and time.

I decided to try and write something every week even if it's one sentence for an old work or making a new one.

I'll start updating more regularly on my Tumblr: mnh-wrks.tumblr.com or go click it on my profile. I also have a Twitter where I use to tweet short writings and may notify updates :)