Monster (Vincent x Reader)

The Man Who Murdered

Chapter Seven

Who knows how long it's been since you last spoke to Vincent? Days? Weeks? It didn't matter. You just wanted him to be with you right now. You called him for the third time today, yet again it went right to voicemail.
'This is Vincent, leave a message,' those were the only words that you could hear from him.
"Hey Vince," you started, choking up tears. "Ehm, it wouldn't hu-hurt to call, you know... Aren't you my boyfri.. My...my Vincent?" You slightly blushed and wiped the tears away. "B-but it's okay if you don't c-c-call! I- I... I guess. If you're busy, just leave me a text message i-if you're tired of hearing my voice on this thingy," you pretended to chuckle, but inside you were hurt. "S-s-so um, b-bye! I... I love y-" before you could finish speaking, the voicemail indicated that your message ended, seeing as you were talking too quietly.

A chime soon indicated a message was received. You picked your phone up within a second, but soon only realizing it was Jeremy, asking if you were still coming for tonight's shift.
Oh right.
You texted back "yes" then plopped to your bed. Of course it wouldn't be him. He hasn't spoke or texted since that fight between him and your dad. Since he last turned to the man you first met.
Suddenly, a ding on your phone went off.
Probably Jeremy again, you thought.
No, it wasn't.

'Hey ____, it's Vincent. It's been a few weeks and I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I'll come over later, okay? I love you.'

Your heart stopped at the last sentence. He loves you. And hell, he'll be coming over! You smiled wide and danced around before pulling on your night shift uniform and heading out the door for your job.

~
It was the 4th night of the week (aka Thursday) and usually by 1 or 2 am, they start to roam around yet again, but it didn't seem that they were "in the mood" to do so, so the three of you relaxed and talked for a bit.
"Are you dating someone, ____?" Mike questioned you out of the blue.
Jeremy smacked him on the knee, "Michael J. Smith! That's not polite!" Jeremy spurted out.
"Oh my, my, my, Jerebear, you didn't stutter!" Mike chuckled, ruffling the top of Jeremy's head.
"Wh-what?! Sh-sh-sh-shut up!" He blushed.
You laughed a little and sighed, "You guys are adorable," you mumbled. "And yeah, I'm dating someone."
"Who?"
"Wh-who?!"
"U-um," you began, twiddling your thumbs. "I- I used to work with him during the day shift, and we both kinda liked each other and such.. And we-we..." you blushed furiously.
"You did the sex?" Mike blurted out, wiggling his brows. Once again, Jeremy slapped his arm.
"Uh-uhm, I- I guess....?" You coughed, but Mike insisted it'd be a yes or no answer.
"Uh, y-yeah," you shivered a little bit, biting your lip.
You had no idea you were telling this to them, but you felt you could trust the two. Besides, the three of you had bonded actually, over the time you were in the office and sometimes outside of work.
"Nice," Mike smirked, then checking the cameras every so often.
"U-um, s-so what's his name??" Jeremy looked at you with his teal eyes.
"His name's Vincent..." you smiled, still thinking about him.
"What do you like about him?" Mike asked, the both of them giving you multiple questions.
"He's 23, u-um, he has the cutest face ever, his amethyst eyes," you rambled on, happily talking about Vincent. "He cares about me...loves me...He doesn't give up on me...he doesn't judge me or anything... Not to mention his chiseled abs and muscular arms and chest," The young couple laughed at the last part.

As soon as the three of you finished talking, it was about 4:30am. You looked throughout the cameras, but something set you off.
"Hey guys do you see this? Camera 07," you said, furrowing your eyebrows to see the mysterious figure hiding in the corner of the main hall.
"What the fuck is that?" Mike cussed, trying to get a closeup.
"L-l-l-looks pur-purple," Jeremy added.
The word "purple" startled you, as if that was Vincent, but you assured yourself and the others, that it could be Bonnie.
"Bonnie doesn't usually go through the main hall," Mike said, trying not to show he was afraid, especially when Jeremy was around.
Within a blink of an eye, the figure was gone and in the hall in front of the office.
Jeremy screamed at the top of his lungs, Mike going in front of Jere and you standing beside them about a feet away. The purple figure walked slowly, and soon leapt into the air, going for Mike. It was Vincent. It was Vincent. The only difference was that he was scarier. Much scarier. The white orbs that were normally there with his violet form were glowing bright red. The smile that was usually there from ear-to-ear was even wider, but instead of a smile his mouth showed several sharp teeth, sharp enough to kill someone. Before he could reach Mike, you pushed Jeremy and him away before the man you loved bit you on the neck, making you fall in the process, losing consciousness.
The last thing you saw was a regular-looking Vincent trying to shake you awake, as he, Jeremy and Mike screamed your name. It wasn't long until you blacked out.

~
Third person's POV
AT THE HOSPITAL

(Y/n) was rushed to the hospital with Vincent, Mike and Jeremy by her side. The couple looked at Vincent, still terrified of him, still trying to believe that he was her boyfriend.
There was a heart beat. She was alive, but the doctors thought she wouldn't last long enough through the surgery. Vincent begged and pleaded.
He said he would keep anyone away from (Y/n) if they ever tried to hurt her, but who knew he were to break that promise, for he was the one who hurt her?
Vincent sobbed and continued to beg the doctors and surgeons, until finally, (Y/n) was brought into the surgery room.
~
Second person POV

It's been about 5 hours since you arrived to the surgery room, Vincent still waiting in the waiting room, wiping away from his puffed eyes. Mike and Jeremy left earlier, but they both crossed their fingers you would go through.

Alas, after a few more hours, Vincent was brought to the room, seeing you half-conscious.
"H-hey love," Vincent scratched the back of his neck, walking towards you.
You smiled at him, but as soon as you did that, he wrapped his arms around your head and hugged it. You heard his soft cries and you hugged him back, although it did hurt your neck.
"Vincent..." You whispered, smiling into his chest.
"Oh god, (Y/n), this is all my fault!" He sobbed.
"Don't worry, Vincey," you said, suddenly breathing slower and slower. "It's okay..."
You pulled him down weakly and kissed his lips.
"I love you," You finally said, your arms falling off of Vincent, and dropping down. Your eyes closed, and the sound of the heart monitor made a long beeping sound, making Vincent scream, as you slipped out of his reach.

The last thing you heard was your name, screaming into your ear.