Evan POV

I was having a dream, about me and Jon. We were having to time of out life and such.

I wake up due to coldness, i glance next to me and see no one in the bed.

I felt weird, i looked under the cover and saw white stains on the sheets and my boxers.

"Shit..." I mumbled to myself.

I picked up the blankets and changed my boxers moving the sheets over to the washer.

I moved back to mine and Jon's room picking out some clothes.

I glance over to some clothes that Jonathan wears picking them up and sniffing it.

'I love him.'

I walk into the kitchen to see him making food.

When i walked in i noticed that he was wearing that mask that he always wears.

"Jon please."

His head snapped over to my direction. The holes in his mask showing his eyes were focused on me.

"What, please what Evan?"

He stopped everything and turned his whole body towards my direction.

"Take off that mask, please Jon."

"N-no i don't want to."

He placed a hand on his mask ensuring that if i tried anything he would be protecting.

"Jon I've only seen your eyes. Evan when you accidentally kissed me."

I felt my face getting hot. He sighed he walked over to the couch that was right next to me.

"At least tell me why, why you wear that mask Jonathan. And you won't ever have to ever take off that mask."

"Well..."

He did a deep heavy sigh, i moved over to the couch that he was on. I sat next to him resting my head on his shoulder. I could hear his breathing as his shoulder moved up and down.

I was ready to hear his story.

"Well... are you homophobic?" He asked me.

"Jon, im bi."

He moved his head over to my direction staring into my eyes. His eyes were wide open.

"Y-you are."

I nodded my head up and down slowly.

"I-im gay..."

I was pretty relived because i thought he would make fun of me, or call me a fag like my voice does. This is why i love him.

"Ok well back to my story, i had a boyfriend his name was Jack, and we were the best couple for a very long time."

He sighed.

"Then... he started to get aggressive and mean towards me. He would always hit me and call me ugly and stuff. I looked in the mirror and realised i was ugly and stupid i could not get anything done."

"Jon... your not stupid you have to understand that. What happened to Jack."

"Well, please don't call me crazy or try to run away from me please." Jon told me.

"Jon you are my best friend whatever you do i do not care because i will always l- i mean be your best friend."

"Ok... Jack always told me if i left he would kill me and my entire family. One day i was sick of him hitting me all the time so i left thinking he was lying. Then he, he, killed my parents."

After he told me that i was in complete shock. 'No one killed Jon's parents or ill kill them.'

"Well when u saw that he killed my parents a little voice in my head named delirious made me kill him... and thats all."

'HE HAS A VOICE TOO.'

And proud to be bitch.

"Jon... im not afraid of you because i have a voice too."

His eyes shot open frantically, he was in total shock.

After that we just had a normal day asking eachother question.

My phone buzzed.

Brian: SOMEONE IS AT MY HOUSE HELP PLEASE.

I told Jonathan about the text and grabbed his hand, i started to sprint towards the car. We realised we didn't have shoes on so we went back and put on some shoes. Grabbing the car keys we ran all the way to the car.

Brian didn't live that far away from us so a few blocks then were at his home.

We saw his house, we busted through the door before i can do anything, Jon runs past me with a knife and he stabs the guy about to shoot Brian.

His body drops to the floor and Jon gets on top of him, pinning him down. Jonathan places the knife on the man shoulder slowly dragging it from the shoulder all the way to his hand making a blood trail.

"What is your name." Jon asked the man on the floor.

"D20 is my code name, don't kill me please."

Jon ripped off his shirt making a enormous cut from his shoulder all the way to his belly button.

He looked over at us his eyes were a light red color.

'Is this delirious doing this?'

"Just slit his throat don't take it slow please." I told Jon i grabbed his hand with the knife in it.

He hissed before pushing the knife onto my cheek making a big cut across my cheek.

I fell on the floor and started to crawl away. He pulled me back by my feet slitting D20's throat. He slowly crept over me.

"Please stop Jon."

He nodded his head in dissagreement.

He grabbed the knife, slowly making scars on my torso with my shirt still on.

I was too scared i couldn't do anything.

Then darkness

(A.N no Evan didn't die he's just umm sleeping yeah yeah. See yallz in the next chapter.)