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(Evan POV)
I knew something was wrong. I was happy on one hand that Craig maybe won't see Tyler anymore, on the other hand it tore me apart how sad he was.

"I... I just don't understand, Evan. He texted me in early in the morning. But why couldn't he called? Have I done something wrong?" he asked in whisper, and I sighed.

"Craig stop. It's nothing, surely. Maybe he's under the watch of everyone."

He had to find out about Delirious. Maybe he just vanished into the shadows waiting for his boss to give him another quest. Maybe that's the end of their relationship. I have to check upon Delirious, I have to.

"I'll trust you, but only because it's better then think about the worst. Why were you acting so nice to that agent? It's his fault you got kidnaped!"

Maybe, but I need him to save Delirious. I can't do this alone. But the worst feeling is that I don't know what he thinks. What he feels, or what he wants. Maybe... maybe I'm just desperate. Desperate for a man that pulled me into his world and showed me new wonders. Maybe he don't want me at all. Maybe he just slipped. Maybe he wanted to kill me after all.

"Evan!"

I blinked several times and smiled at Craig.

"I'm sorry, just lost in my thoughts."

He hugged me tightly, and I felt safe. I wanted to return back to my old feelings, back to my old life.

"It's ok, Evan. They will find him, and I swear I'll protect you. I'll be better then him. Fuck Eric. Both together we don't need anybody else."

I playfully patted his head and laughed.

"Yeah. We can live happily ever after."

"Well... except you fucking girls and me waiting to be desperately fucked by somebody."

My heart started to race after I heard his words. I couldn't somehow imagine myself fucking girls again, it wasn't doing much to me. I wanted to feel his hands on my skin, his lips on my back, his breath on my neck.

"He isn't answering. This is driving me crazy!" Craig complained again and I sighed.

"Fuck him, you said it for yourself. You don't need him, you have me."

"But you're refusing to spent a passionate night with me. He could have fulfill it."

At that moment the door opened and I saw doctor with a wide smile.

"I'm sorry to disturb your sweet moment, but you can go home."

What? No! I can't, I can't go home. I have to be with him, he's still here.

"That's awesome! I'll go get Frank!" Craig said happily, then left me alone.

"Doctor, wait for a sec. How is that other man? I heard he's in comma, is that true?"

Doctor raised his eyes from the papers in his hands and slowly nodded.

"Yes, but he's stabilized. And we have his brother who visited him yesterday. You don't have to worry about him. I wish you a great day and take a good care of yourself."

Brother? What brother? He has a brother? I didn't know that.

Doctor left me, and I stood up to pay him a quick visit, but within few minutes Craig returned.

"Here are you things. Get dressed," he commanded like my mother.

I did what he asked me for, and then followed him. I wanted to check upon Delirious, but Craig didn't let me. He dragged me into the car, through the paparazzi, and in a few seconds I was being moved to my house.

As Craig promised he didn't left my side even for a few seconds. I didn't mind it that much. I loved him to bits. I knew he was crushed, because of Tyler.

"Your parents are coming over. Should I go away?" He asked me with a small smile.

We were lying in the bed, watching some show on HBO Craig told me it was great. We were snuggling together, and I enjoyed his warmness. I looked down at him, as he was on his phone.

"You crazy? Stay, please. And stop checking your phone 24/7! He's fucking asshole when he can't even text you how he is. Let him be, Craig."

We both heard a door opening, and I pulled Craig closer to my body. I knew who that was. My parents.

"Evan, sweetie!" My mum shouted from downstairs.

"I'm up here," I responded, shouting as well.

"Don't you dare move, ok? I don't have any energy or strength to be with my father alone," I whispered to Craig.

My parents came into my room, dad piercing my best friend.

"Thompson! You haven't showed up in the work for this entire time... just reminding you, you're fired," he started coldly.

I looked at Craig, completely unaware of his absence in the work. On the other hand I understood it.

"How are you, honey?" My mum whispered, sitting down on the chair.

"I'm fine. Why didn't you showed up in the hospital?" I asked but frustrated.

"We wanted, truly, but then-" My mum got interrupted by my father.

"Can I speak with my son alone?" He asked the others.

I tighten my grip on Craig and watched my mum leave.

"Thompson?" Father said.

"I-I..."

"This is still my house, he can stay here," I replied annoyed.

"I want to ask about things only you and me know about. You still really think it's good for him to listen?"

I was confused over his words, but slowly nodded. 

"Come back as soon as possible, ok?" I asked my best friend, letting him go.

He left with his head bowed and eyes glued to the ground, shameful in front of my father. Once the door closed, my father started. 

"Did you say it?" He asked.

"What?"

"Did you say the numbers?"

I quickly frowned, feeling anger boiling inside me.

"That's it? You fucking came here to ask me about the code but that's all what you care about? You don't even want to know how am I? What all I had to live through?"

"Oh, c'mon Evan. I can see you're healthy and energetic. Oh by the way I expect you to be at work let's say... on Monday?"

I couldn't believe what he just said to to me. After everything that happened, he couldn't even show a single sympathy emotion towards me.

"No, father. I haven't tell him a single thing," I said through the teeth.

"Good, good. Well see you on Monday," he replied without any sign of the smile.

"Craig!" I shouted, feeling anger and sadness flowing through my body.

I needed my cuddle buddy. He came into the room along with my mother.

"So Evan tell me-" My mum was interrupted once again.

"We're leaving," my dad informed her.

I motioned Craig to lay next to me. Once he did, I hugged him, forcing my tears to back up.

"But I haven't even spoken with out son!" She complained.

"You'll have plenty of time another day. I need to get back to work. Besides he told me he's tired."

My mum looked at me, and I clenched my fists.

"I'll see you very soon, ok?"

They left me and Craig alone, and we both fell into silence. I listened his breathing, which was calming me down. 

I almost forgot about that statement! What will I write into it?. I won't write anything about David being the worst bodyguard. I'll write that I was chained downstairs this whole time, no Tyler, no being a doctor, no helping them catch Ryan. Just me and this dude next to me. And then Delirious came downstairs and shot him, then heard some noises and ran away. But the gun was on the ground when they barged in, and they surely took a fingerprints. So I had to write that Delirious forced this man shot himself. Amazing! Yeah I need to write about some torture, my leg still has a scar. Well and how did he look like? The most beautiful blue eyes, softest short brown hair, amazing body with scars, sweetest taste of his lips. No! I mean he was tall, with green colored eyes, black hair. Athletic body with tattoo on his left arm, tattoo of some skull and dragons and woman. Yeah, that could be some psycho right?