Monster (Vincent x Reader)

Flooding Back

Chapter Nineteen

(Apologies for the HUGE time skip.)

(Please note that I have not done my research on court room details or the way jail works.)

Three Months Later

[THIRD PERSON POV]

It was the day of Vincent's trial. He was escorted to the courtroom by police car. Jeremy, Mike, and (Y/n), all decided to take part in it.

Being informed that (Y/n) would be able to regain her memory at any moment or day now, she was told to become a witness. And to add that, she was the victim of the harassment anyways.

The obese judged pushed his glasses up. He cleared his throat and fixed his name card that read: "JUDGE Royalson".

He hit the gavel against the stone. "Order in the court! We are here today to trial Mr. Vincent Cawthon and his attempted rape act towards Miss (Y/f/n)."
The loudness of the judge's voice silenced the room. Multiple glares were towards Vincent, and sympathetic whispers at
(Y/n). Vincent sulked and sunk in his chair. He muttered profanities at a few people who were throwing things at him.
"Order! Order in the court! I will not tolerate such misbehaviour from residents who deem interested in this trial." He looked at the men throwing things at Vincent. They sheepishly sat back down. Judge Royalson cleared his throat, "Now then, would Mr. Cawthon please sit at the podium (stand? Thingy? Whatever..)?"

Vincent followed orders obediently. The only sound in the room was the clinking of his handcuffs.
"Careful- he's a dangerous one," A man from the jury muttered too loudly.
"Oh yeah," Vincent retorted. "I eat baby fingers with milk every morning, your kids at lunch, and I save the plumpest for dinner." He pointed towards the man, who gazed at him in horror.
"GUILTY! I- HE's GUILTY!" He shrieked, making Royalson hit his gavel once again.
"ORDER IN THE DAMN COURTROOM. Mr. Duncan, please understand that what Cawthon was saying was nothing but a joke, it was sarcasm."

Mr. Duncan was still red in the face, eager to argue, but quickly sat down, and mumbled a few words.

"Now- Mister Cawthon, feel free to share us your...eugh...story...?"

"With pleasure," Vincent said with a sickly sweet smile. "Well, I was in (Y/n), my girlfriend's house, and suddenly I heard my phone ring. It was (Y/n), and before I could hear her say hello back, there was a male and female voice. I instantly recognized the female voice as her. The man was unrecognizable. Things like, "Let me go!" And "Don't touch me!" And "I have a boyfriend!" Were coming from (Y/n)'s voice. She must've butt-dialled my number or something. My body instantly flood with anger. I turned on the Mac at her place and put on "Find My iPhone", and so I found her. I quickly ran to that horrid place. I mean, wouldn't you save your significant other from harassment? I jumped to the scene and I let my anger take over. I said threatening words to him, which I shamelessly do not regret saying, for hurting my (Y/n). When the police came, the bastard managed to slip through and I was accused for the attempted rape." Vincent finished his story, shocking most people, including (Y/n).

As if on cue, a loud groaning noise came from (Y/n)'s voice.

[ YOUR POV ]

"Agghh!" I groaned, clutching the sides of my head. "Stooooppp... GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"

People stood up, including Vincent. Judge Royalson hit the gavel against its stone and screeched, "ORDER IN MY GODDAMNED COURT."

Everyone sat down quietly, but I had continued to endure pain. "Stopstopstopstopstopstop! Someone...please kill me..." I mumbled at the last bit, but I knew everyone heard me.
"(Y/n)!" I heard three familiar voices. Jeremy, Mike and Vincent.
I looked to them but kept at attempting to rip out my hair.i kept my eyes shut as soon as I looked at all 3.
"Arghh...this hurts...my head...f-fuck..." I heard another person call my name.
I went and opened my eyes, but when I did, tiny pictures bore into my mind. From when I was in Grade 3, to my first slow dance in middle school, to my Graduation, to... meeting Vincent. Everything slipped into my mind all at once. It felt like they were all aiming the back and sides of my head. It hurt like a bitch.