DELIRIOUS'S POV:

I felt a vibration against my stomach, snapping me out of my work trance I ran my hand into the hoodies pocket and grabbed out my phone... The screen lit up with Vanoss's name tagging it, scanning my eyes over the letters on the screen I read the text,

«Vanoss: waiting outside for ya kid, just in case you get lost in this big school :3»

Rolling my eyes I looked out the window, which ran past the hall, spotting his casual retro red leather jacket I smiled and got back to work.

-Ding-

As soon as I herd that light second bell, stating that the year 12 students may exit I collected my items and headed out the door, I looked over to Vanoss and noticed he was asleep, I smirked and walked in front of him, delicately I took his chin in my hand and drew his face close to me, I could feel his soft breaths mixing with mine...

'Nows your chance Jonathan... I'm sure he'll understand.... I hope'

I took my free hand  and caressed his cheek, so soft. Then with one swift movement I....

Struck my hand against the side of his face, with a neat hit

((You Thought there was going to be a kiss :3 nope, no homo in this book.... Yet troll face ))

"Wake Up Motherfucker!!!" I screamed while laughing my head off at his cheek, which now had a bright pink handprint tattooed on his delicate skin, he woke up with a shock as he moved his hands to his cheek and cradled it like a baby, "what the fuck dude!? Can't a guy get some rest???" Evan growled at me with fire in his glaring eyes, which only caused me to laugh more, "maybe you should stop call me kid aye" rolling my eyes I skipped off, satisfied at what I just did, heading down the hallways with Evan following me... Still glaring knives towards my direction I finally came to a stop, turning towards him I sighed,

"Come on you baby, I didn't hit you that hard" grabbing his arm I pulled it away from his cheek, still seeing the hand print I started laughing again, I don't know why I found this so funny, everyone was walking past us looking at me like a freak... That's probably because my laugh is a little delirious like (( :3 ))

"Shut it little kid!!" Evan screamed as he grabbed me and tossed me over his shoulder, squirming around I repeatedly hit his back, still laughing my head off I tried to break away from his tight grip around my waist. "Evan! Let go of me you fuck boy!"

I'm glad I have Evan... His always been there.... I'm happy to finally state him.... As my best friend.

And I'd be nothing without him.

-Lunch Time... At the Cafeteria-

I sat down with the gang which was, Lui, Wildcat, Vanoss and Mini

We all sat there happily, eating and laughing at random jokes that was shared, but that all changed when Mini asked us all a serious question... "So, truth guys, anyone here bi or homo?" His voice was dead serious and we all looked at each other, Lui lifted the awkward silence and spoke up "I'm bi...." Mini nodded to his comment and smiled, "straight" both Tyler and Evan said instantly after that, then all eyes were on me, I looked at my friends faces and nodded "I'm as straight as a pencil"..... The whole table went silent and I looked down and thought about some stuff, "but what if that pencil breaks?" Someone said but I couldn't tell who, suddenly my phone started to ring and I answered it,

Jonathan: "Hello?"

Anonymous: "yes Hello, is this Jonathan?"

I herd a distressed lady on the other end of the call, who was she? What did she want? How did she know me?

Jonathan: "yes it is? Who are you may I ask?"

Anonymous: "no time to say, all I can say is that I'm a personal friend of your parents and they need-d-d-d-d- yo- r - h- e-l-p, c-c-co-m-m-e q-u-i-c-k------"

That's when the call cut out, I started to breath heavily as my eyes widened, I sprinted out of the cafeteria, ignoring the guys shouting out to me, I ran out of the school building and

out the gates, right now nothing else mattered, I wanted to know what was going on and why... But that's when I remembered, my parents... They acted differently this morning.

~FLASHBACK~

"Jonathan?" I woke up to my mom giving me a kiss on the cheek, "gross mom, come on I'm in year 12, you haven't done that since I was 6, geez" groaning I got up and rubbed my cheek in disgust, I grabbed a hockey mask from beside my bed and put it on, I loved this thing... I found it mysteriously cool. "Jonathan dear.. Please take that off... You know how paranoid I am when it comes to those masks" she shivered and looked away from me, ignoring her as she opened her arms for a hug I walked past her and headed to the bathroom, opening up the door I dumped my clothing for today on the floor and locked the door, shortly after I turned on the shower and adjusted it the right temperature before stepping into the warm water and tossing my mask to the bathroom vanity.

'I must admit, it was weird of mom to act the way she did, must be because I going into year 12, oooooooh big kid now'

rolling my eyes at the thought I ran my fingers thought my short layered hair, smoothing it through with shampoo and conditioner, then scrubbing my body with some honey milk bath gel, after my 10 minute shower I got out and turned the taps off, wrapping my lower abdomen with a towel I stepped in front of the mirror and dried my hair off with a dryer, then brushing it to a presentable look for going out.

After getting changed into my blue hoodie and black skinny jeans I grabbed the mask and walked out of the bathroom and headed down stairs, to be greeted with both mom and dad at the table with a whole breakfast set up.. It had everything from waffles to poptarts, pancakes to bacon and eggs etcetera, "breakfast to start your day sweetheart?" my mom smiled and pointed to the lay out, "looking good for your first day son, today for you is going to be sooo cool, no wait, insanely awesome! Anyway  we are very proud of you, don't you ever forget that" my father also smiled as he spoke and grabbed a strip of bacon,

"I'm not hungry, I gotta rush or I'll miss the bus" grabbing my bag and stuffing the mask into it  I headed out the door,

"But sweetie wait!" I heard mom call for me "son we have to tell you something!"

"Tell me when I get back from school!" I shouted to my parents comments and continued to head towards the from gate, "just don't cry...." I herd them both say quietly.

'Just don't cry? What the fuck did they mean by that, like come on, I'm basically a grown man, like I'd cry on my first day of school' psh and with that I shrugged them off... And never got to say goodbye or I love you.....

~END FLASHBACK~

Running down streets, tears started to run down my cheeks as I remembered this morning, finally I managed to reach my two storied house in the centre of the block, jumping over the front gate I bolted to for the door, which was open for some unusual reason, panting my lungs out I screamed for them

"MOM, DAD!!" Running through the house I looked for them, finally the last room I checked was mine, checking around the room I reached the closet doors and ripped them open, exposing my mother and fathers dead body's, they both had hockey masks pinned to there heads, and a sign nailed to both of their hands, dripping with blood the sign stated

'One happy and twisted family'

Screaming I ripped the sign from the dead body's of my loved ones, and broke into tears and I collapsed to the ground, which was now soaked in there rich red blood, collapsing to the ground the side of my face was painted with the blood, and my hands clawing at my now blood covered face, crying my eyes out I got up and pulled the masks from there faces, they both had clown paint masking there eyes and mouths, and they both had words carved into there arms.

My Moms arm said 'paranoid' and Dads said 'insane'

Looking around the two dead bodies I found a note with another hockey mask besides it, 'so what does this make you? Delirious?'

I looked up in horror and fear.... "I-I'm delirious" with a shaken voice I grabbed the knife that I found buried in the flesh of my fathers chest and carved 'Delirious' into my arm like my parents had on there's, we each had our own little word... One word that described us.... I hovered my newly cut arm over the mask that was beside the note and let the blood run down my arm and onto the peicd of plastic.

Slowly I picked up the thing and  placed it onto my face, shadowing my features I clipped on the mask and looked at my parents and spoke quietly.

"One happy and twisted family...."

ADMIN:

Now this story is getting goooood :3

Finally! Anyway, longest chapter whoohoo, admin doesn't feel like talking right now XD she's to excited about this chapter

Just to comfort the confusion (if there was any) the killer bought three hockey masks, so now Jon as two >~<

(Random lol)

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Sorry for any spelling to grammar mistakes

~Yush