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༆ Vinnies POV
As I walk back to my home I hear maddys sobs intensify. I don't know how else to say I don't love her like she loves me, she just doesn't listen.
Rain starts to fall on me but I shrug it off until it started to pour. I found the nearest bench and stood under the shade it provided to block the rain fall on me. I continue to think, nothing could've prepared me for tonight; not to mention I'm quite touch deprived so I was quick to respond to her actions. I'm still hard and there's a giant bulge in my jeans, it's quite embarrassing but luckily I'm wearing black pants and it's night.
I see a metro bus pull up and stop infront of me and I quickly hop on. I told the man my destination and took a seat in the back.I analyze the other passengers out of boredom. I scan their thoughts, quite amused by the weird things they're thinking. The man sitting behind me was sexualizing the life out of this woman walking home.
I tuned out his thoughts trying not to hear all the things he wanted to do to her. The lady in front of me was debating on murdering her boss in her mind. There's no chance she'll actually do it, it's a vengeful thing.
The bus stops in front of my house and I get up leaving the bus. I pat the driver on his shoulder and look back at all the people staring at me. This is normal they all wonder how a 'teenage boy' could own such a big house.
I shrug off the stares and walk the pathway to my home. I quickly unlocked the door and go to my room.
I turn on my shower and begin to unclothe myself. I put away my dirty clothes and grab a pair of sweatpants and underwear. I quickly step into the shower.
The hot water feels warm on my cold body, but it still feels very nice. I let the water run on me for a little bit; as it drips in sync with the rain, cleansing my skin. My thoughts are scattered but they all connect somehow. Y/n.
This little arrangement we put together to ensure her sweet blood is only mine has me curious. I'll assume she was wearing some sort of vervain since I didn't taste it in her blood and I couldn't read her mind or erase her memories. She seemed relieved after we spoke, she is obviously truly afraid of the supernatural and I will protect her; as I said I would. I have a feeling Maddy is going to do something, but I will kill her if she even attempts.
I hear leaves crunching in the distance, coming closer to my house. I continue to tune out the sound of running water and I hear my lock being picked.
I quickly step out of the shower and leave on the water. I wrap a towel around my waist and run to my foyer area.
I hide in plain sight as they continue to unlock my door. Eventually, it opens revealing someone in a ski mask.
The person appears to be a man, based on his built upper body and strong legs. He gently closes my door trying to be quiet. He starts to go to my kitchen and rummage through my things in search of something useful or expensive. He then finds an old bottle of Isabella Islay whiskey and starts to put it in his bag; then he continues to rummage through my things.
I grow bored of watching him and creep up behind him. He doesn't notice me so I tap his shoulder with my index finger.
He jumps when he feels my finger touch him. He turns around quickly and starts to pull a gun out of his pocket. I stare at him blankly as he lines the gun up with my head ready to pull the trigger.
"Don't fucking move or I'll blow your brains out!!" He says through a clenched jaw. He presses the metal harder against my forehead.
I purse my lips together and speak, " Put the gun away."
His eyes widened as he puts the gun on my counter; surprised at his own actions.
"That bottle of whiskey can go for 6.2 million US dollars, I'd appreciate it if you put it back," I said.
He takes the whiskey out of his bag and turns back towards me.
"Thank you", I set it on my counter, " now, any last words?"
His whole body shakes in response, his heart beating uncontrollably fast. It rings my ears as it tries to blend with the other sounds but sticks out like a sore thumb. I hate the wretched sound, and I want it to stop.
Without further thought, I tear into his chest with my hand and squeezed his heart once I found it. He screams loudly as if that will ease the pain. He places his palm on my arm as tears fall out. Disgusted by his hand placement I rip out his heart and watch him fall to the ground. His blood spilling on my floors and staining my towel.
y/n's POV
Kio just called me a few minutes ago and I purposely didn't answer. I scroll through Netflix for a movie to watch when the doorbell rings.
I hear nana open the door and 'oh hi Kio'.
"Shit", I mumbled.
'Is Y/n ok? She's not answering my calls?'
'She's fine, but if you want you can check on her' I hear nana say.
With that, I hear the door shut and running up the stairs.
"y/n? You alright?" He knocks on my closed door.
"Um yeah I'm ok," I said
"Oh, well can I come in?" He asks still behind my closed door.
"Of course Kio," I said and he opens my door, then closes it again.
He sits down on my bed, " Are you sure everything is ok?"
I nod, I should've known it wouldn't be easy to avoid Kio. He's my best friend for fucks sake and he deserves to know why I'm treating him this way.
"Um, yeah Kio", I said.
He reaches in and hugs me. I hug him back happy to be in his warm embrace. A smile on both our faces.
He raises his head with his arms still wrapped around me, " I wanna take you out tomorrow, is that ok?"
