I'm fine... **DISCONTINUED**

Chapter 2 Congratulations voices, you've won agian.

Evan's POV

"TYLER GET OFF OF HIM!!" I yell while running to Delirious. "Why? It's not like he deserves it!!" He laughs while slamming Delirious on the floor and walking away. God, I hate him. I run towards a pale, passed out cold Delirious. "Delirious wake up...p-please!!" I feel tears starting to form in my eyes. I decided to carry him bridal style into my car and take him to my place. "Delirious please wake up." I say while taking him to my couch. I softly and carefully lay him on my couch and admire his bright blue eyes. 'Wow he has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.' I think to myself. I never noticed his body before... Wait what?? Am I seriously thinking about his body? No. I can't be. I'm straight... "Please wake up..." I start having tears run down my face.

Jonathan's POV

I wake up and realize I'm not in school anymore. Wait..Evan? He's staring at me... "Please wake up..." I hear. He's crying.. Better let him know I'm awake. "Dude, are you seriously crying?" I say sitting up carefully. "Thank God, you're awake!!" He sounds relieved and instantly hugs me. "Ouch..." "Sorry...I'm just glad you're awake." He pulls back from the hug. I've had feelings for Evan for a while but I tried to push them away. Recently, they haven't been going away like they usually do. I haven't told anyone I'm gay. Not even Evan and he's my bestfriend. I wish we were more though...

Evan's POV

I pull back from the hug. He's so beautiful. Now I'm sure. I'm gay for Delirious. I wonder what he looks like under that mask... "Am I that hot?" Delirious laughs, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blush a little. I hope he didn't notice...

Delirious POV

"Am I that hot?" I laugh, wanting an actual answer. He snaps out of his thoughts and blushes a little trying to hide it. That makes me blush...ALOT. Thank God for this mask. 'He doesn't actually like you.' 'You're such a fag!' 'He just feels sorry for you.' Oh no... the voices. I try to block them out but I can't. I need to get home. NOW. "Hey can you take me home?" I ask. "Sure, I'll call you later, okay?" Evan replies. I nod.

>>Time Skip<<

Delirious POV

I get to my house and run to my bathroom instantly. I search for that gleaming piece of metal. I take a deep breath... I lift up my blue hoodie sleeve. 1 cut, then 4, next thing you know, I have 30 new cuts on both arms. I start crying silently sitting on the bathroom floor, my head in my knees. After about 10 minutes of silently crying, I say to myself, "Congratulations voices, you've won again." I clean up all the blood on the floor and on my arms, and I hide my razor in the bathroom.