Monster (Vincent x Reader)

Protest

Chapter Ten

"S-so he's your boyfriend?" Jeremy said, twiddling with his thumbs.
You gave a small nod, and continued to look through the cameras.
"Shouldn't you be at home? I- I mean, you just got over your...your..." Mike waited for your response.
"I know, but it's okay. I'm fine," you insisted, but Jeremy and Mike gave you a weird look, "What?"
"I- I think it's best if you ended it with Vincent," Mike continued, making you place your camera tablet down and furrowed your eyebrows.
"I ag-agree with Mike. That guy is...is.. a m-murderer," Jeremy added, making you ball up your fists.
"I love Vincent though...I can just leave him..."
"H-h-h-he almost killed you!"
"Well, I'm alive, Jere," you said to him.
"But didn't you see him?! (Y/n), you could've died."
"I know that...but...but.. I don't know. It doesn't change the way I feel about him," you sighed, rubbing the back of your neck.
"B-but!" Jeremy thought for a moment, but you interrupted.
"But nothing. I know, Jeremy. I know. But I love him. I know he tried to kill you, Mike, and I don't know why exactly but please...please understand."
Mike shrugged, and Jeremy pursed his lips to a thin line.
"Do you love him just 'cause of his dick?" Mike blurted out.
"What? N-n-n-no!" You blushed, throwing a flashlight at him. He laughed and handed it back to you.
"Fine. But if anything happens, let us know."
You gave a small nod, before a chime rang, and the three of you left the office.

You left your car at home, since you thought it was okay weather.

The streetlight lamps flickered, you shivered, a little bit creeped out.
Soon, in an amount of minutes, you could hear soft footsteps behind you. You didn't dare look behind you, and began to walk faster. So did the person behind you. You started running, but the person behind ran faster and grabbed you by the arms. They placed a hand over your mouth, so you wouldn't scream, before dragging you to a place where you weren't safe.

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"Mmmfff, V..Vincent?" You groaned, slightly conscious.
"Hello beautiful," said the man in front of you.
"Wh...who the hell are you?" You widened your eyes.
"Who I am doesn't matter," he smirked, placing his right hand on your shoulder, slowly sliding down.
"Please let me go," you said, holding back tears, covering your skirt's open area with your legs.
"Why should a pretty girl like yourself be all alone in the streets?" His hand slowly went down to your hip, making you start to squirm.
"I- I was going home from work!" You stuttered out your words.
The man didn't reply, inching closer and closer to you until he placed a wet kiss on your lips. Your eyes widened in both fear and shock, trying to push him off. You felt a smirk in the kiss, and he had lowered his head down to your neck, hitting your sweet spot right away. You didn't dare moan, this was disgusting. Your moans only belonged to Vincent (A/N: Oh lord xD) and Vincent only.
"Get off!" You yelled, shoving the man to the ground.
He slid his fingers through his hair and chuckled.
"I- I- I have a boyfriend!" You continued, making him laugh.
"Lying gets you nowhere darling."

He attacked your upper body and you blushed in both anger and shock.
"S-s-s-stop!" You yelled, thrashing your arms about.
Eventually, getting quite pissed about this, the man decided to tie you up, making you more nervous as fuck.
Just then, a crash! sound came from downstairs. You heard it, but it didn't seem like the man did.
The door of the room slammed open, revealing none other than...
"Vincent!" You cried, your tears falling.
The man looked at Vincent, as if it didn't faze him one bit. It was just a normal guy interrupting rape, oh you know...
"Get your hands...OFF HER!" Vincent's voice boomed throughout the entire place. The man stood in place, and only moved his hands off of you. Vincent pulled him up to his feet, then higher.
"Didn't you hear her say she had a boyfriend?" Vincent snarled, gritting his teeth.
The man widened his eyes in fear and gulped, "I thought she was lying!"
"Well, she wasn't," The aura around Vincent darkened, making you sit there and stare at him in fear. "Next time I see you even look at my girlfriend, I'll be haunting your soul for the rest of your pathetic life! Your life is at risk now. . . Wait till you see when you die."

The man vigorously nodded, and ran to the door, but it wasn't fast enough for cops to show up.
"There he is!" A balding officer said, pointing in Vincent's direction.
"What?" He furrowed his eyebrows but soon realized the situation. "What!? I'm not the rapist! It's that guy!" He pointed at the real rapist, and the officers turned to you.
You were about to speak, but not until a shocking pain sparked in your neck, and you fell to the ground, without another word.

"(Y/n)?!" Vincent faintly yelled, as he inched closer to the police car, wrongly accused.