Evan

Guitar. I had to find my guitar. That was the only other way to clear my head without interacting with anyone. I shut the door quickly to Jon and I's room. I slid down on the door, looking around the room. I found the black leather case I got for my fourteenth birthday under my bed. I stood up and made my way over to it. I got out the red beauty. I strummed as I kinda zoned out. Jon. Of course he come first. Fucking bull shit. Why'd I have to get Marked? Leave my family? Come here to find an evil professor killing the High Priestess and falling for another fucking fledgling, who died then undied, and is now a special vampyre, and on top of that shit pot, I'm the new High Priest and the first. I fucked up with Jon that's for sure. Why'd I lean in! He was just healing me! Not fucking me! "I messed up." I said out loud strumming a few chords. I stopped and put the guitar down and threw my hands to my face. I looked at, what was now had a huge scar, my chest. Jon's blood healed me. I shook my head back and forth. 

The door smashed open as Jon ran in and fell into me. I threw my arms around him as we fell to the ground. "I'm so sorry!" He said into my chest. "I should be sorry!" I said back. With inhuman strength, Jon lifted me off of him and looked at me. "You didn't mess up. I did." He said as we sat cross legged on the floor across from each other. "And to fix that mess up I... uh..." Jon's face turned a light shade of pink. He grabbed my hand and forced me up and out of the room. 

Jonathan 

I really hope this will work, I seriously need to make up for ditching Evan. I pretty much dragged him to the band room. I let go of his hand and sat down on the piano stool. I smiled at him, as he returned the beautiful smile. He stood as I started playing and I swear to goddess his smile grew brighter. I took a deep breath. As I started the beginning of the song one thought went through my head, Hell I'm not a bad singer am I? 

If I could find assurance to leave you behind  
I know my better half would fade
And all my doubt is a staircase for you
Opened out of this maze     

As I played Evan started to walk away, but he never left the room

The first step is the one you believe in
The second one might be profound.

I then heard a guitar when I started another verse and Evan walked out beside me with a guitar, smiling. 

I'll follow you down through the eye of the storm
Don't worry I'll keep you warm.
I'll follow you down while we're passing through space
I don't care if we fall from grace
I'll follow you down

That wasn't the only thing, he was singing too.

You can have the money and the world
The angels and the pearls
Even trademark the color blue
Just like the tower we never built
In the shadow of all the guilt
When the other hand was pointed at you

Yeah the first step is the one you believe in
And the second one might be profound.

I'll follow you down, through the eye of the storm
Don't worry I'll keep you warm.
I'll follow you down, while we're passing through space
I don't care if we fall from grace
I'll follow you down-

-to where forever lies
Without a doubt I'm on your side
There's nowhere else that I would rather be
I'm not about to compromise,
Give you up to say goodbye
I'll guide you through the deep
I'll keep you close to me!

I'll follow you down through the eye of the storm
Don't worry I'll keep you warm.
I'll follow you down while we're passing through space
I don't care if we fall from grace
I'll follow you...

If I could find assurance to leave you behind
I know my better half would fade
I'll follow you down.

Evan was frozen, stuck in my gaze. As I was stuck in his, his brown eyes. I got up off of the piano and walked over to him. I took his hand from the guitar and put it in mine. "Evan I..." "Jon I..." We both said together. I stepped closer to him. He dropped both hands from the guitar, as we stepped closer and closer- "Evan! Jon! Tyler's having another vision!" A familiar voice said. Evan dropped my hand and put the guitar away and went over to Brock. "Jon come on." Evan motioned for Brock to go ahead. 

Evan

I felt my cheeks heat up but I had to say it, "We'll finish this later." I shyly said. His eyes widened and his face went from pink to red. "Okay. Uh. Good." He said as he shoved his hands in his pockets and we made our way to Craig and Tyler's room. 

"Wait how in the hell is he still able to have visions, if he's not a fledgling anymore?" I asked Brock as we rushed up the stairs. "Maybe Nyx just let him keep his gift, but for a very important reason-" Brock's thought was cut off by Craig's yells and Tyler's screams. Jon was instantly knocking down the door. I followed him in with Brock close behind. Tyler's eyes were very bloody and his whole face looked like it might explode. Craig was running back and forth with tons of wet rags. "He's really fucking hot." "Oh shit, lemme help." Jon was instantly filling up cups of water. "Water, cool and soothe Tyler." Jon whispered as he brought a whole arm full of cups of water. Tyler chugged all of them down. 

After a little bit of Craig talking through to Tyler, we were finally able to talk to him about his vision. "It was fucking terrible. I've never felt so much pain all at once." He said. Jon's eyes went from a bright blue to a sorta dark blue. His happy face was gone, I'd have to ask him about it later. "So Tyler can you tell me about the vision?" "Oh shit. The first part was about me being a Prophet of her." "You mean like being her little message carrier?" Brock asked. "Yes, then about Evan being the High Priest and Nelson having another partner, but I think the worst one was about...uh..." "What Tyler!?" I was losing my patience. "Your Grandma I think." I wanted to break down and cry, but a cool sensation went over me and I looked at Jon. He smiled nodded towards Tyler. "Did you get a name or a look? Something?" "Well she was an Asian grandma and she was burning some type of flower and I think her name was... ah shit it started with an O-" "Opel, Opel Fong." 

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