Monster (Vincent x Reader)

Dearest Lovers

Chapter Eleven

[Vincent's POV]

"Damn-fucking-cops," I muttered, the handcuffs around my wrists clanked, the second police officer tightened the cuffs, making me grunt in annoyance.
(Y/n) was the only thing I had in mind. The way she collapsed to the ground, I wanted to go to her and help her!
"Watch your language, kid," The older officer spat at me with disdain.
"Aye aye cap'n," I flatly said, with the handcuffs, I tried saluting.
"Shut up," the younger officer said, "You should be quite ashamed of yourself."
I wanted to argue, I wanted to choke them, I wanted to kill them. I wanted to kill that bastard for getting his dirty hands on my (Y/n).
I growled, kicking the seat in front, the officer in the passenger seat jumped, and glared at me.
"One more move like that and you're outta here."
"With pleasure," I smirked, kicking the seat again.

The older officer stopped the car to an empty parking lot. They brought me outside and shoved me to the ground, in result of scraping my left forearm and cheek. I hissed in pain, but it didn't end. The younger cop went back to the car and the other stayed beside me. He then kicked me in the ribs, smiling sadistically. I groaned in pain as he lifted me up, and I finally knew who he was.
"So, you raped my little girl?" Thomason said, punching me in the jaw, "Monster?"
"You!" I yelled, in disbelief. "She's not your "little girl", old man! You're the monster! I'm being accused!!"

I couldn't do much with my hands, for they were cuffed behind my back, and my legs were weak. He laughed insanely, hitting me in every place possible, knowing I was vulnerable.

When he finished, his meaty hands dragged me back to the police car, the other officer staring silently into the void.

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I changed to an orange jumpsuit, and placed in a cell by myself. Many other prisoners in there hollered at me, me thinking they must be gay, or horny bastards or something.

I know I'm hot, even hot enough to attract a guy, but I only belonged to one person and one person only.

(Y/n).

Even her name makes me shiver in pleasure. God, I love her so much. I always seemed to wonder why I didn't kill her those many months ago, but I liked her, and a pretty face like hers should be spared. At least, that's what I said after I decided not to kill her. I wonder where she is now. After she fainted, she must've been rushed to the hospital, with all the overwhelming event happening.

Let's not forget to mention I'm in prison for defending my girlfriend! Let's not forget I was beat up by a fucking cop! Let's not forget that rape-fuck asshole is still fuckin' out there! Let's not forget that I, FOR SOME FUCKING REASON, CANNOT CHANGE TO THAT SCARY-ASS VINCENT!

I sat on the edge of the so-called bed. I rested my head on my hands, scratching my head.
"GOD DAMMIT!" I yelled, an officer noticing, hitting the cell's bars and telling me to shut up.

I sighed, soon deciding to lie down on the bed, wiping off the sweat on my forehead, thinking about (Y/n) and jerked off- NOPE I DID NOT DO THAT OKAY

(Let's start that again, shall we?)

I sighed, soon deciding to lie down on the bed, wiping off the sweat on my forehead and closed my eyes, thinking about (Y/n), and wishing she'll be okay.

~
[Your POV]

I heard a faint beeping sound in the room. I wanted to open my eyes, but it felt as if 50 pounds of lead were holding them down. When I finally get them halfway open, blinding white lights surrounded me. White walls, white ceilings, white bedsheets. The fluorescent lights shifted to my eyesight, making me close them again.
"Vin...Vincent?" I whispered, trying to reach out for a hand.
I soon realized no one was there. And I realized where I was, where Vincent was.

My heart began to beat faster, as my breathing rapidly quickening. The heart monitor's slow, paced readings of my heart soon went faster, making me hyperventilate even more.
I slammed my hand on the 'emergency' button.

"Nurse!"