You guys are still insane, and I still deeply love every single one of you. I watched Delirious' video with Vanoss and I died of cuteness. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
I fucked up, heavily. I tried so hard not to relive the moments with him over and over in my head, trying to cut off his moans of pleasure still resonating everywhere.

When I saw him touching me the first time, my mind thought only about him distracting me. I thought he had helped Elly from the chains, giving her time to escape by talking to me. But after I checked her and found out that she was still there, I knew he was doing it on his own. And I loved that idea.

I stood up, put my mask on and walked downstairs. I wanted to kill her and it was the time. I needed to get the things moving, I had a feeling these two weeks were like a time would stopped moving, that I didn't do anything.

I opened the door, and walked towards her. Slapping her on her face I wake her up. In her eyes were the things I saw in Evan, fear and hopelessness, but the most intriguing fact was that he tried to hide it all the time. He tried to resist, defend himself, covered in fake confidence. He was my first victim who got from his chains.

I quickly shook of my head to force my mind stop compering Elly to Evan.

"I'm so so so so sorry... y-you don't even know how much! He threatened me! H-he... he wanted to kill my family. I didn't have any choice!" She started to sob, her voice desperate.

I really didn't care. There was nothing, even if she would try really hard, that would change my mind about killing her. She made me feel useless when Ryan got me, she set a trap on me.

"I think we threatened you too. You say you were more afraid of Ryan the of me?" I asked without any expressions.

"I'm sorry! I-I'm really sorry!" She continued sobbing.

Ok I think it's time to end this. Which way though? Gun with silenter? That's too messy, and I would have to remove that bullet out of her body in the case somebody would find her body. Chop her? That's better but it would consume most of my energy. What about suicide?! That's absolutely perfect! All I need to do is get her to her house.

"He... he was here," she whispered, and I frowned.

"Who?"

"E-Evan," she sobbed, scanning my reaction.

My only luck was my mask. Wave of anger and jealousy ran through my body. I was uncertain about his feelings towards that women, and more importantly confused what was he doing down here.

"I don't care," I replied, hiding my feelings behind expressionless voice.

I cared, a lot. But her words made me think more about this.

Why was he down here? And what were they talking about? Was it before he came to me, or some previous day? Maybe she tried to convince him to free her, but in that case why didn't he do it? I think I'll have some chat with him. But not now. Now I need to kill her.

"Please! P-please I beg you, let me go!" She cried out, when I didn't give her any responses about Evan.

"Why would I want to do that?" I asked, acting like I started to doubt about the idea of killing her.

"I-I have money. I can give you anything you want, a-anything!"

"Fine. I want something that Ryan hid in your house."

"What? Ryan hasn't been in my house, never!"

I laughed, turning my back to her in gesture of leaving.

"You're pathetic if you think that. I wanted to spare your life for letting me into your house, but I guess I can snuck in without you being around."

"No!" She shouted, and I smiled.

I always know what to say.

I turned to her, seeing her cry now. I felt amazing, knowing that I wasn't being weaker then before, knowing that I still could bring fear and desperation to people around me.

"We can go whenever you're ready,"

"Promise you'll be a good girl?" I asked carefully.

Be a good boy, Evan.

I silently growled, annoyed by my thoughts and  their behavior.

"Yes! And you promise you'll let me go after that?"  I silently nodded after her question.

It is settled then. I have to prepared the things for her. Rope is the priority, some papers and a pen she surely has at home.

"I'll come back for you in a ten minutes," I informed her, walking away.

I found the rope strong and long enough to serve my purpose, putting it in my car. I returned for her, hiding my gun in a scenario she would have wanted to run away.

As I was walking back downstairs to her, my body stopped in front of Evan's door. One of me really wanted to came in and at least check if he was ok, after leaving him without any words. But the stronger and dominant part of me had enough. Of me being so soft and weak because of him.

I continued to Elly, where I let her out of the chains, ignoring her yelp when she fell on the ground.

I waited before she stood up, and I pointed to the door, gesturing her to walk in front of me. We left the room, heading upstairs to the main door, from where we both got into the car like a normal people would do.

She can't write the suicidal note. They have expert in the FBI. They would check the writing of this note and some other letters she had written before. They would know something was not right.

The only words that was hitting the silence between us were the ones pointing me to the right direction. I pulled off in front of some house. I grabbed the bag from my van, where I had my things, and I followed her into her house.

"So... where do you think Ryan hid it? I c-could help," she started, before I locked the door behind me.

"Here. Tie it up wherever you thing is the best spot for you," I said with coldness in my tone, throwing the rope at her.

"What?" She whispered confused.

"You want to pick it by yourself of should I?" I asked, pointing the gun at her.

"B-but you s... but you said..." she stuttered, new tears streaming down on her face.

"What? What did I say?"

"You promised!"

I smiled, slowly shaking my head.

"I didn't. I've never said a word about letting you go. I just nodded, didn't speak. Now tie that rope!" I raised my voice.

She did what I asked her for, obedient pet without any hope.

"You can just shoot me," she whispered.

"No, that would be too much easy for you. Let me say it in your words ok? You have two option here. First you'll hang yourself, or the second is that I'll check upon your ill mother."

She continued crying loudly then before. I watched as she climbed the chair and with shaky hands put the head into the rope.

"You're a monster. Monster without a soul," she whispered, and I laughed.

Nothing I haven't heard yet.

"I pity your family and your friends," she continued sobbing.

"I don't have family, nor friends."

"Then I pity you."

She kicked the chair, which fell down immediately, and I just watched as she was slowly choking up. Just a few more pointless kicks into the air and I watched her lifeless body. For my own sake I checked her pulse, confirming that she was truly dead.

Now it's time to get rid of Ryan. Evan has three days left.