Chapter 2: Treble heart

                                    

                                          
Y/N's POV:
                          
I sigh and eat on my bed, Evan would bring me food, and Delirious would come in and talk, each time he'd act totally different, sometimes opposite, sometimes normal, sometimes murderous. His multiple personalities are leaving me suspicious, and I needed a plan. He walked in and sat on the chair.
                          
"Hey." He said. I replied with a stare and started eating again.
                          
"HeY...." His voice broke. I gave him the same look. He growled.
                          
"Could you say something?!" He huffed. I shook my head.
                          
"WHY?!" He asked, nothing. He stood up, his hand next to me, he was deciding to hit me or not. His opened hand was clean, except for a cut on his finger that was bleeding, I grabbed his wrist and sucked on his bleeding finger.
                          
"Y-Y/N!" He yelped, I looked at him and took in the metallic blood.
                          
"You're bleeing...." I said with his finger in my mouth. I could see his ears grow red. I smiled, and pulled his finger out and wrapped it with a large piece of cloth, I then carefully tied it. 
                          
"Thanks?" He asked, I nodded. He pulled his hand to his chest and looked down.
                          
"Sorry for my outburst. I guess, somethings annoy me, it's never fun." I looked at his crystal blue eyes.
                          
"It's all good." I said and made him sit next to me. He shifted and looked around the room. I laid down and closed my eyes, he laid next to me and looked up. 
                          
"Delirious." I said, my eyes closed still.
                          
"Hm?" He asked.
                          
"Do you have multiple personality disorder?" I asked looking at him. 
                          
"I-uh....." He sighed, "yes." He looked at me.
                          
"Delirious."
                          
"Yes?"
                          
"Do you need someone in your life?" I asked, his ears went red again.
                          
"W-what do you mean by that?" He asked.
                          
"Do you need a friend, maybe even, a pal, someone you can be opened too. Someone you trust?" I looked at him and stared deep into his eyes.
                          
"I...." He looked away. "I don't know." He sighed. I looked at him sadly. 
                          
"Fuck out of my life." He sat up and stood up and looked at me with clenched fists. I sat up. And his fist connected with my jaw. I looked at him and a tear fell down my face. 
                          
"Delirious." I said, he ignored. 
                          
"Delirious."
                          
"WHAT?!" He yelled, clearly crying. 
                          
"Do you need a hug?" I asked, he looked at me and nodded. I got up and hugged him. He hugged back.
                          
"Maybe we can talk over some issues." I told him.
                          
"Yeah." He sighed. His heart beat stayed steady.
                          
"You wanted me here, and I'm not dead yet so I guess I'm still useful." I looked at him and let out a giggle. He chuckled, his chuckle made me giggle slightly more, it was awesome.
                          
"You're different..." He sighed. 
                          
"Maybe I am....the whole world hates you right now." I told him, he laughed, his laugh was different, it was crazy, and hilarious. I stared laughing along with him. We stopped and we sat I the bed and talked about problems, I told media him I wanted to be able to not be stuck in the room, he told me all about his other personalities. We wouldn't stop talking. I told him about my past life and he told me about his. 
                          
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I woke up in strong arms, looking around I noticed delirious was wrapped around me, he was sleeping peacefully. I smiled and nuzzled close. He woke up and let go of me.
                          
"GEEZ! Sorry!" I made him cuddle again. He sighed.
                          
"Ugh, I'm such a retard." He got up and left the room and slammed the door.
                          
"YOU'RE SOMETIMES A REALLY COOL RETARD THOUGH!" I yelled. 
                          
"THANKS!" He replied.
                          
H2O's POV:
                          
I couldn't stand it! I had to leave! I locked her back in and left, she was driving me absolutely positively  Crazily insane.