𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑫 // 𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝘼𝙪 // 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚

𝘿𝙖𝙮 2 + 3

Last night Vince had brought her body down to the restaurant. He tied her up, and aggressively shook her awake. "Hey, hey wake up!" He said in a loud tone. Manon woke up, with a groan. She panicked when she saw Vince and tried backing away.

"What the hell.... What do you want from me?!" Manon shouted, staring at Vince in fear and anger. "Nothing much, just your last words before I kill you..." Vince said, glaring at her. "W-why..?" She muttered. Vince looked at her, raising an eyebrow. 

"Why are you doing this..?" She mumbled, looking up at Vince. "...I guess I could tell you before you die." Vince said shrugging. "...I'm killing you for Rody." Vince said, pointing a knife at her.

"F-For Rody? Why?! You... You're not gonna hurt him, are you!?" She yelled, not wanting anything bad to happen to her ex. "Of course not, I'm just making a dish for him. Out of you..." Vince said, darkly. Manon's eyes widened in shock.

"....You.... You're gonna feed me to him..?" She muttered, in complete shock. "Of course. That's what making food out of love is, right? Rody is so obviously in love with you, and he adores you." Vince said, Manon looked down feeling bad for Rody. 

"...What makes you think he'll even enjoy it..? Rody doesn't fucking deserve this!" Manon exclaimed with anger. "Yeah, whatever... Your word doesn't matter, you'll be dead in just a few minutes." Vince said, with a small smirk.

"He'll enjoy it, because it's you, and it'll be made out of love... Something those damn critics keep saying my food doesn't have.." He said, seeming annoyed.

"...Did I mean nothing to you..? I thought you cared about me!" Manon said, tearing up. "Not one bit, it was obvious I was just a rebound." Vince said, rolling his eyes. "Now, any last words?" He asked her.

Manon couldn't think of anything. She was just in too much shock at the moment. "R-Rody..." She mumbled, under her breath. Vince rolled his eyes at this. "...Bye, Manon." Vince said, coldly then slit her throat. Manon choked on her own blood, as Vince watched.

Eventually, her body fell limped and she lost all life in her eyes...

Manon was dead...

Vince cut off her arms up until the elbows, and legs up until the knees then threw them away in the trash, he was gonna take care of the rest of the body later. 

He grabbed the necklace around her neck, and noticed it was a locket. He opened the locket and there was a picture of Rody and Manon on the inside. Manon on the left, and Rody on the right.

"...Of course, she still loved him, tch." Vince said, feeling slightly jealous and angry. He put the necklace aside for her, and began cleaning everything up.

. . . . . .

The next day, Rody ended up being late to work, even though it was only his second day. He got scolded by Vince as expected. Vince groaned, going into the back to get Rody a towel to try his hair from the rain. He sat Rody own on one of the chairs since he is a bit taller than Vince.

"Dry off, you can't be seen by customers looking like this." Vince said, drying Rody's hair with the towel. "You do know that umbrellas exist for a reason, yes?" He said, sighing, rubbing Rody's hair with the towel. "Don't own one." Rody said, shrugging his shoulders.

Vince looked at him, wondering if he heard that right, he couldn't believe how untidy Rody was. "...I'm giving you mine for the ride back so this doesn't happen again." Vince said, sighing in disappointment. "Oh, uh- thanks, but uh... Then how are you gonna be getting home without one?" Rody asked awkwardly, looking up at him.

"I live here." The Chef replied, patting Rody's work uniform with the towel. "...Like, in the restaurant??" Rody asked, seeming slightly confused by what he meant. "my apartment's upstairs." Vince said, rolling his eyes. "Oh- oh yeah, that makes a lot more sense, wow." Rody said, nodding.