Artistry and Love (Yandere Vincent Sinclair x reader)

Chapter 3

Upon closing the door behind them , (Y/N) made their way inside the House of wax . The main area was littered with beautifull lively wax statues , acting out vatious scenes from everyday life . A lot of the wax statues had little handmade props . (Y/N) couldn't help but admire all the effort and care that must have gone into making all of this .

"Such beauty , I can only imagine how talented who made all of this must be ! Hm , what's this ?"

From the corner of their eye , (Y/N) noticed a faint word that was carved into the back of one of the wax statues . Upon close inspection , they discovered that the word was acutally a name . A signature from the sculptor .

"Vincent , huh ... I guess that must be the name of the man who made all of this ! He must be really dedicated and talented !"

As (Y/N) admired all the wax masterpieces around them , they didn't notice the thumping of footsteps coming from behind them until they turned around . (Y/N) looked at the tall , masked man that now stood in front of them . He had long black hair and through his mask , (Y/N) saw a singular dark brown eye .

"Oh hello sir , I really am sorry for getting in here like that ... The ticket booth was empty and I was intrigued by the wax statues in here !"

  (Y/N) fiddled with their thumbs nervously , looking at the man who stood in front of them . However , he didn't answer them and stayed still . If (Y/N) didn't know any better , they would have thought that he was one of the attractions . All of a sudden , a sort of weird question came up in (Y/N)'s mind .

"Excuse me , sir ... But does your name happen to be Vincent ?"

Without saying a single word , the man nodded . (Y/N) let out a small sigh of relief , smiling slightly .

" ... Vincent , that's a very pretty name ! Also , I must say you are insanely talented -- Oh , where are my manners , I forgot to introduce myself ! I am (Y/N) !"

(Y/N) chuckled slightly , a little bit ashamed of their forgetfullness . However Vincent stayed still , almost as if he was unable to move . (Y/N) briefly took their phone out of their pocket and checked the time , their jaw dropping .

"Oh goodness ! How did almost an hour pass without me even realising ?! And (F/N) hasn't texted me yet ..."

  (Y/N) put their phone back in their pocket and turned their attention back to Vincent , who was still staring at them intensly . (Y/N) sighed , looking up at Vincent with a small smile on their face .

"Well , looks like it's time for me to go ! I hope I didn't bother you too much , Vincent ."

(Y/N) made their way out of the House of wax , taking a small glance behind them as they opened the door once more only to see that Vincent was no longer there . Nonetheless , they still started making their way back to Bo's station , where (F/N) should have been waiting for them . Instead , what they saw was Bo waiting for them , smoking .

"Hello Bo ... Did you actually find the fan belt ?"

"Nope , sorry (Y/N) . Looks like I don't have a fan belt on hand at the moment ."

"Oh , that's a shame ... By the way , where is (F/N) ? I was waiting for them to message me but they never did ..."

"Oh , they are in the restroom . Don't ya worry about it ."

"Oh alright then ! I am going to go inside to wait for them then !"

  Bo shrugged , before taking another long drag from his cigarete . (Y/N) made their way to the restrooms entrance and waited , expecting their friend to exit one of the stalls in a matter of seconds . However , even though (Y/N) waited for what seeemed like an eternity , (F/N) never came out . (Y/N) continued to wait in front of the stalls , starting to get impatient . After waiting for a few more minutes , (Y/N) impatiently opened the stall's door ...

... Only to find out that no one was in it all along ...

  In the midst of their confusion and fear , they didn't notice the sound of approaching footsteps until a strong arm wrapped itself around their neck . (Y/N) began to suffocate , scratching and kicking at the person violently in hopes of freeing themself .

"There , there (Y/N) ... Just stay still and make this easier for both you and me ..."

"Get ... the fuck ... away ... from ... me"

  (Y/N)'s voice was raspy and quiet from the lack of oxygen . Bo kept his hold on their neck steady . In a final attempt to free themself from Bo's grip , (Y/N) managed to kick him in the knee , making him loosen his grip enough for (Y/N) to break loose . They began running away in a desperate attempt to find a place to hide .

"You fucking bitch ! GET . BACK . HERE !"

  At the sound of Bo's voice , (Y/N) started to run faster . With nowhere to go to , (Y/N) just kept running until she spotted the church from before . With hopes that there would be someone in there that could help them . As soon as they opened the church's door , they ran to the priest in desperation .

"Please help me ! A crazy bastard want to kill --"

  (Y/N) touched the priest's hand in fear , only for their hand to come in contact with the cold feeling of wax against their fingertips . They flinched away from fliched away from the wax statue , now realizing that none of the "people" that surrounded them were actually alive , all of them were wax statues . With nowhere else to run to , (Y/N) simply decided to hide behind one of the curches shelves . (Y/N) pulled their phone out of their pocket and dialed
(F/N)'s number ...

"Please pick up (F/N) ... I ... I just need you to pick up the phone ..."

  As soon as (Y/N) heard the familliar sound of (F/N)'s ringtone , they let out a sigh of relief . However , as the ringing noise started to come closer and closer to their hiding spot , a shiver ran up their spine . The sudden sound of someone picking up the phone caused (Y/N) to jump back .

"(F/N) where have you been ? Are you ok ? (F/N) please answer me ..."

"Wrong person (Y/N) ..."

  (Y/N) froze at the sound of Bo's voice on the other end , still shakily holding their phone . Before they could even properly process what was going on ,  they were abruptly pulled out of their hiding spot by Bo .

"Fucking found  ya , bitch !"

  Before (Y/N) could scream for help or beg for mercy , they were hit over the head with a heavy object and they were knocked out almost immediately ... As their vision started fading to black , they felt themselves be dragged away ...

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--- End of Chapter 3 ---

I hope you all enjoyed Chapter 3 ! Have a nice rest or your day or night !

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