Monster (Vincent x Reader)

Returned

Chapter Twenty-Five

warning : this chapter is a little angsty, a tiny, tiny bit of (Y/n) x James 0.0, gore and mutilating and detailed description of murder....egads..

IMPORTANT NOTE: 99.9% of the rest of this book will be either yours or Vincent's or anyone else's point of view, just not second person...please bear with me.

[ your pov ]

I heaved heavily as I laid beside him on the soft king-sized bed. I had laid on my side and cuddled next to Vincent. I traced his abs with my finger, as he was half-asleep.
"Aww...you're tired?" I whined.
He smirked slightly, "Yeah babe. Didn't get any sleep."
Vincent kissed my forehead and closed his eyes.

I sighed and looked at the clock. 3:20 AM. My stomach growled and I looked to the bedroom door leading out.

But it's so far... I thought, trying to reach for the doorknob of the bed, yet to no avail.

"Damn it," I grumbled, getting up from the cozy spot. I put on the nearest shirt, which was a plaid button-down. What is it with boys and their button-downs?

I didn't bother to button the shirt, and swiftly grabbed the previous Batman boxers I was wearing earlier.

The door creaked as I opened it, tiptoeing to the kitchen. I sighed in relief as it seemed everyone was asleep.

I took a bite of an apple before I heard the floorboards creaked. Tensing up, I froze in my place, and the mysterious figure chuckled dryly.

"You don't have to get so worked up," the voice said, making me turn around to see the familiar head of black hair.
"Oh jeez, sorry James, did I wake you?" I rested my hands on the kitchen counter as James walked to the cupboards and grabbed a bag of Doritos.
"Nah, with all the sex noises the two of you made I couldn't-" I interrupted his sentence by slapping my hand to his mouth.
"Thank you for the lovely information!" I snarled at him, yet my cheeks began to heat up. He pushed my hand away and silently chuckled again. I stared at him for a moment. His hair was sort of dishevelled in a way. He smirked as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I quietly gasped and tried to pry him off. "Wh-what do you think you're doing?!" I whispered.
I felt a pair of lips kiss the back of my head. "You think I could resist a woman like you?" James snaked his arms slightly below my breasts. "They're just waiting for me to touch..." his breath hit the skin of my neck, I managed to push him away and gazed at him horrifically.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I threw my arms in the air, but then quickly buttoned the shirt I had been wearing.

"You expect me to keep away when there's a gorgeous babe like yourself in my kitchen?"

My eye twitched at the specific word, babe, and I pushed him against a wall, clutching his shirt collar in my hand. "Babe?" My eyes lit with fire. James rose an eyebrow and smirked again. I kneed him where the sun didn't shine and I smiled, lowering my gaze to the collar.

"Don't you ever call me babe," Growling at him, I let him go, and he dragged his weak self to his room.

I walked over to Vincent's bedroom, slowly cowering over him and kissed his forehead, left a note, got changed and headed out.

Just before I left I had received a text from an unknown number.

Get out, and never return to him again.
If not, I'll kill you. If you don't reply, I will find you and I will kill you.

I knitted my eyebrows together. Was this some sick joke? I shook my head and left the apartment building to walk to my house. I was sure Ina was to return tonight if not tomorrow. I sighed to myself as I shoved two earbuds into my ears and softly played (your favourite album by your favourite artist(s) :")).