Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 81 - Friends?

One of the best things on the world is to wake up without any alarm clocks. So refreshing! I'm hoping you all are having blasting day, and if not just write me 😘❤️. Enjoy ^.^
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(Craig POV)
Ok here we go.

I took a deep breath and used all my weight to fall down. But to my own bad luck I fell down right next to the chainsaw, hitting the ground.

Fuck!

I heard footsteps outside. Before I could react the door opened and I saw Mark walking towards me. He stared at me, his eyes filled with anger.

"What were you trying to do?" He snap at me, crouching to my level. He started to loose the ropes around me, and I was so confused.

"What... w-what are you doing?" I asked nervously.

"You're free, Thompson."

"What?!"

I stood up, when I saw familiar person standing in the hallway.

"Evan!" I shouted, running towards him.

I hugged him, like my life depended on it, feeling the tears of joy in my eyes. In a few seconds he pushed me away.

"Go now," he said, his voice shaking in sadness.

"What?" I asked again.

"Just leave!" He raised his voice, and I hugged him again.

"Get him off of me."

I felt Mark's arms as he tried to get me away.

"You're not coming with me?" I asked in whisper, looking up at him.

"C'mon," Mark growled in frustration.

"No! Evan, stop! S-stop I say... you're going with me," I shouted into his chest.

He pushed me away again, this time much more harshly.

"I'll come back for you Evan, I promise!" I shouted when was Mark dragging me away.

"No," Evan said, stopping us in our walk.

"You don't get it, do you?" He started with coldness, putting his arms on my shoulders.

"This was the plan all along. We just wanted to see how you would react. There wasn't any kidnapping, only a game, this was the way to kill our boring time."

What?

"I'm sorry. I'll see you at home after I finish my business here." 

"A... a game?"

He turned himself around, and I was dragged out of the house. Mark smashed the door closed and I blinked several times to get the anger out of me.

"A game?" I repeated in whisper again.

I can't believe it. This whole act was only a game? That doesn't make any sense. I almost killed myself! But I thought Evan didn't like Mark or Jack. What made him change his mind?

"Craig?" I heard a voice that I doubted to hear in my life anymore.

I looked to the right to see Tyler, leaning towards the white van. Every damn negative feeling I felt towards this man vanished in a few seconds, and I ran towards him, hugging him tightly. New tears fell down, soaking into his shirt. He held me tight, mumbling some soothing words which I didn't understand. All I could sense was his present, his strong arms wrapped around me in the protective manner, his deep calm voice, his strong unique scent I missed so damn much.