End of cliffhangers, I'm sorry 😂.
Also, Im sorry for the ending of this chapter. I just felt like this was the right decision for both of them. In any case 🐻 sweet, soft and small Teddy for everybody. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
The first instinct, which came after hearing a gunshot, was to protect Evan. And I did. Pulling him behind my body, I quickly pulled out the gun, pointing it towards the enemy.

I saw David, falling down on his knees. I saw his partner, Lui, dropping the gun. He was holding his stomach, coughing loudly.

"No! No! No! No!"

Lui quickly kneeled down next to his partner, holding him in his arms.

"Oh my god," Evan whispered behind my back, walking towards him.

I grabbed his hand, carefully watching Lui in any case of protecting Evan.

"Why the fuck did you do that? Why did you do that?" Lui almost yelled, looking down at his partner.

"I was... making... the right... thing," Nogla replied with some strugglers, with a small smile caressing Lui's cheek.

"You fucking idiot! For the cost of your life! Nogla!" Lui yelled, tears streaming down upon his face.

"No! No! Wake up, don't die on me. Don't you fucking die on me! You can't, you promised me a happy life! D-don't..."

"Let... him... be... happy," Nogla said, taking Lui's hand.

"Nogla, please, I beg you. I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry, don't die. Somebody fucking help him! I can't loose you, I can't."

"I... love... ya."

And with those words on his lips he breathed last. I watched Evan hunkering down, placing a hand on Nogla's shoulder.

"Don't you fucking touch him!" Lui yelled instantly, like a snake.

He clutched the dead body in his arms, while I pulled Evan closer to me. I wasn't happy about this, the sadness filled my body. I hugged Evan, inhaling his scent. Imagining loosing Evan like this, made my heart bleed. Not holding him like this, not hearing his voice, always have him only in my memories.

We heard a door opening, my head turned that way. I saw Bryce and Ohm, walking out of the room. They seemed to be more relaxed, happier than before.

"What's going on?"

In that moment a few FBI agents ran upstairs, looking all confused from one to another. They walked towards Lui, trying to help him.

"No! Don't you fucking touch him," Lui yelled, desperately holding the body.

They separated them, dragging a yelling, crying and kicking man away from David. Their leader looked at me, nodding his head. All of them just walked away, carrying David's body with them.

"Fuck," Bryce whispered, and I looked down at Evan.

I can't even imagine loosing you. I don't want to.

"I-I'm sorry," Ohm's voice filled the hallway, making me look at him.

"Just like this? Now we're gonna forgive you? We flew from LA here just for nothing?" Cry said, crossing his arms.

"Can I talk to you, Delirious?" Ohm asked, ignoring Cry's sentence.

Right at the moment Evan let go of me, a cold wind hit my body. I silently nodded, following Ohm back into his room.

"I'm really sorry... I haven't... I didn't... I was stupid," he started to apologize.

"Can you forgive me?" He asked as he pulled down his mask.

"You hurt Evan, that's something I won't forgive you," I said coldly.

"I-I know. I'll carry that burden with me. Delirious, I know you came here for whatever reason, but do you think you can stay here for a while?" Ohm asked, leaning against the table.

"What for?" I replied.

"I know you hate Christmas, that's the first thing. Bryce said we need to take care of Luke, give him a proper burial. Announce his death to his parents. He was our friend after all."

"He shoved me into the Red Room, Ohm. He wasn't my friend," I replied, but I felt he was right.

"He was living through his revenge, the same way as I was."

"I know, I wish to had some time with him. Talk to him about it, explain it to him. But he didn't let me," I looked down, feeling sad thinking about it.

"Just as I didn't let Bryce talk. So? Stay here for a bit. Week or two."

Luke deserves this. And I know nobody is going to miss me that much. Tyler and Evan will understand.

"Week or two, ok," I said, turning myself to the door.

"Thank you for the opportunity to speak with Bryce," he said, when I had my hand on the doorknob.

"Evan was the one who saved your life. Say your thanks to him."

"Send him here, please."

I opened the door, seeing Cry calling with somebody. Evan was looking at his feet, his head shot my way.

"Ohm wants to talk to you," I said towards him.

He slowly nodded, disappearing in the room. I looked at Bryce, who gave me the sad smile.

"I really liked that guy," he said, and I knew he was talking about David.

"Yeah. Tyler said he wanted to help us. He wanted to help his partner. He believed I wasn't entirely the bad guy," I replied.

"I talked with him for a brief moment. He was funny."

Everything comes with a price. Saving Ohm meant to loose David. Saving me meant to loose Luke.

"He certainly had a funny accent," I smiled to myself.

"We're good to go," I heard Evan's voice.

"Finally," Cry mumbled, walking downstairs.

I exchanged a look with Bryce, he walked back to Ohm's room, leaving me and Evan alone. I looked at him, pulling down his necklace.

"Here," I whispered, walking towards him.

He quickly shook his head, stepping back. I sighed, trying it one more time.

"Take it back."

"It's yours," he replied, folding my hand with the necklace in it.

His hands were so soft, his fingers so careful, making my heart race. He looked at me, his eyes filled with the constant sadness. I wished to know what was the reason that he was so sad, I wished to see him smile again.

"I heard you're staying here," he started, taking a deep breath.

"Keep it, please. And every time you feel alone or just sad, just look at it. I hope it's gonna remind you everything I said to you."

"I will return, you know that," I ensured him, putting his necklace back on me.

"I know. And I'll be waiting for that day," he replied, but his eyes betrayed him.

He wanted to be seen as a hero, as a the most courage man, but his eyes showed me so much pain and suffering.

"Here," I said, pulling down my mask.

I looked at it for the last time, reminding myself I didn't need Delirious in my life, I didn't need that persona to be welcomed by others.

"You take this then. Make a good use, make me proud," I started, then stoping myself.

I didn't even know if he wanted to have anything connected with me. If he even wanted this life.

"Or just throw it away, I don't care."

"I would never do that... can I... can tell you something?" He asked nervously, taking my mask from my hands.

"Go ahead," I said, patiently waiting.

There was the war inside his him, his eyes flickered so quickly, his eyebrows furrowed, his breath changed. I remember he was behaving familiar the night we slept together.

"Can... can I have a last kiss?"

You already have my heart.

I softly took his head into my hand, brushing my lips against his. A sweet silent moan escaped his lips, begging me to continue. I put my hand on his back, pulling his closer, while filling the gap between us.

His lips tasted to fresh, so full of life, making me loose my mind. His hands found the support on my arms, while I still hold him close to me. As close as the clothes let us.

Pulling away, I saw him licking his lips. He smiled at me, when he stepped away from me. His eyes were filled with tears, and I was so confused over him.

"I'll be waiting," he whispered, almost running away.

And I'll come.