Living in a Fantasy Land(H2OVanoss)

Memory Lane

 A/N Hey everybody so this is my very first fan fiction ever and I was just hoping if you all could go easy on me and instead of chewing me out for mistakes just try to politely correct me. Oh and because this is my first fan fiction it would be cool if you all left me idea's for this story that way I can update faster, you can message me or leave a comment. (This is an H2OVanoss ship but there will be conflictions with caRtoOnz).

It was my seventh birthday and I was spending it hiding in a closet terrified. Just five minutes earlier my mother burst into my room with a panic stricken face telling me to hide in my closet. I was confused but did as I was told. I was getting scared when the front door slammed shut.

Then I heard the voice that caused all the racket downstairs. It was my father.

I jumped when I heard his loud voice echo throughout the house, I whimpered when I heard his loud voice screaming at my mother about something I couldn't understand. He must be drunk I thought. This was unfortunately normal for my house hold. The only reason my mother had me hide was because the last time my parents fought I ended up getting beaten by my father for saying I had a crush on a boy at school.

     I started my counting exercises to keep me calm when I noticed the voices downstairs rising. 1....2...3...4.....5- then I heard it my mother's scream and glass shattering. That had never happened before not even when my dad came home after getting fired from his job and had practically attacked my mother and me. Panic and fear pierced my heart when I came to the realization that my mother was in danger. I wanted to hide longer but when I heard my mom scream I new I had to do something. I took three deep breaths and gathered my courage before opening the closet.

I stealthily crept down the stairs and walked through my small living room consisting of an old withered sofa, a big box TV and grey torn walls. I poked my head around the wall looking into the kitchen where I heard sobbing. What I saw horrified me, my father standing over my mother who was on the floor holding her stomach as blood seeped out of her. My father was smirking and holding a long sharp bladed knife.

"Should'a kept your mouth shut you stupid bitch" My father snarled at my mother with a sinister sneer. My mother cowered at the sound of my fathers voice.

 " You are weak and useless and that is all you will ever be" My father said in a disgusted tone. 

    Then suddenly my father grabbed a hold of my mother's arm forcing her to stand, making her scream in pain. All I could see was red as I clenched my fists, slowly starting forward only to start sprinting at my father.

 " LET GO OF HER! " I screamed as I flung myself onto my father's back grabbing onto his throat from behind before he could react.

My surprise attack payed off as his knife slipped from his fingers and he let go of my mother when he yelped in surprise. Unfortunately it didn't last long as my father swung me around till he smashed my body against the fridge causing me to let go and collapse onto the floor in a heap. I looked up dazed as my father started towards me with a dark look on his face and rage prominent in his eyes. I searched around the floor frantically until my eyes landed on the knife only a few inches from my hand. I curled my small fingers around the hilt of the blade and hid it behind my back so my father wouldn't see. He was then suddenly in front of me staring at me with a horrific smile.

"How dare you go against your own family Johnathan, I expected more from you " my father said in a stern but angry voice.

 " You shouldn't have defended your mother, she's just a stupid whore who doesn't deserve life" my father stated in a mocking tone.

My rage grew and I knew I shouldn't say anything or else he would be mad but I couldn't hold back. 

" My name is Delirious" I said. 

My father hated that name because it was the name I used to symbolize the fact that I didn't consider him my father anymore, just a monster in disguise as my father. My father was furious cause as soon as the words left my mouth His face changed to a rage filled glare as he reached his hand towards my neck but before he could grab me I swung the blade out slashing his face. 

    My father stumbled back giving me time too jump up and bolt for the front door but just as I wrapped my hand around the door handle I was pulled away roughly and thrown against the far wall of my living room causing the blade to slip from my grasp. I was coughing up blood and my breaths were short and ragged.

     I looked up just in time for my father to wrap his hand around my neck. He glared at me and started to squeeze. I couldn't breathe, I was clawing at my fathers hands trying to pry them away but they didn't budge. My vision was starting to blur and I could see spots dance in front of my eyes. Just when I thought I was going to pass out the grip on my neck lessened, then fell away completely.

I gasped for breath and look up to see my mother clutching her stomach with one hand while holding a bloody knife in the other. My father lay still in a heap next to her feet blood spilling out of his head. She stared down at me with shock at what just occurred. I was about to get up and hug my mother when suddenly she stepped back. Tears rolling down her cheeks. She looked at me with pain and grief in her eyes.

    " I'm sorry Johnathan but I can't live with myself knowing what I've done" my mother said in a shaky voice.

 I frowned, confused for a second processing her words until I realized what my mother was saying.

     " NO " I yelled jumping to my feet but just as I reached my arms towards my mother she raised her hands and then plunged the knife into her stomach.

I gasped sitting up in my bed tears rolling down my cheeks. My hands were still shaking from the dream that haunted me since I was just a boy. The dream was more like a memory replaying in my head over and over with perfect clarity. I looked over at my nightstand the same knife lay across it. I started to remember my mothers screams but before I could go back down cheery ol' memory lane I shuddered pushing the thoughts away. I then got out of bed and looked in the full body mirror leaning against my bedroom wall.

     I didn't have my mask on so I could see my bright electric blue eyes and tousled light brown hair sticking up in every which way creating little spikes. My eyes then traveled down to my body. I was 5.6 ft. which was ok I guess but I've always wanted to be taller. I was also kind of buff but mostly I was lean. Just then I got a text.

(Ohm) * Del I know we haven't spoken in a while but wildcat wants you to come back.

I stared down torn between pride and yearning. I hated them for what they did but it wasn't completely their fault. It was mine too. But when Ohm added *We need you. My resolve broke. Screw it, I needed to see them anyway I just kept putting it off.

(Del) * Ok I'll come back but I don't know if I'll stay for long .

(Ohm) * Thank you Del you won't regret this oh and delirious the crew is raiding Dathi De Nogla's warehouse in one hour, get ready we need you to be one of our get away drivers.

(Delirious) * Okay where should I meet you guys.

(Ohm) * Meet us on fifth Ave.

(Delirious) * Kay see you guys later.

I sighed then got dressed in my usual attire, consisting of a gray plain t-shirt and black pants and to top it off, a blue baggy hoodie and some black and white high tops. I grabbed my hockey mask and put it on then I strapped the blade to my side. I took one last look in the mirror before I opened my door and left my apartment.

A/N Hey guys so I don't know if that counts as a cliff hanger but if it does then I'm sorry but you don't have to worry I will have the second and third chapter pre-written just because I have the back story to delirious already planned out along with how he meets Vanoss and Cartoonz. So I will most likely post the next chapter tomorrow or the day after, as long as I don't have any technicalities. So anyways I hope you all like my first fan fic and please leave a comment on what you think so far.