||Vincent Sinclair x Reader|| House of Wax

Part 6 |A Quaint Town Called Ambrose|

"Thanks again!" I said before quickly walking over to my friends this time, so as to not loose them in the behind the bushes ahead.

I skipped over the rocks toward my friends who were impatiently waiting on the other side of the mud puddle.

When I reached them, they turned and the three of us continued on our way to the town.

"Is he still staring," Carly asked.

Wade quickly turned to check, "yea, just keep walking."

"Oh like I'm gonna stop," Carly retorted.

"I don't see what the big deal is," I huffed, "sure he's a strange guy, but he wasn't threatening really, and he was doing us a favour for nothing in return," I pleaded Lester's case, but it fell on deaf ears.

Carly just rolled her eyes dramatically, while Wade just shrugged at me.

"And Jason thinks I'm the sensitive one," I crossed my arms.

As we rounded the corner that Lester had mentioned, little to my surprise sat the small town of Ambrose.

"Damn... now I feel like a real asshole," Wade sighed at the sight of the quaint place.

"I don't care. That guy was a freak," Carly said, followed by Wade muttering in agreement.

"You're both assholes. How about that?" I frowned.

"Come one Y/N, that guy was a serious creep!" Carly crossed her arms now, growing defensive.

"I mean sure, but you guys didn't have to be so rude," I fought back, "if he was some deranged killer dude like you think, that rudeness would have gotten you stabbed sooner." I said blatantly.

~~~~ Small time skip ~~~~

The three of us meandered over to the gas station to see if the owner, Bo, was around. There was faint music playing inside the station, but no one seemed to be around. Wade peaked into the garage, Carly checked in the door window, and I looked in the windows on the side.

"Hello?" Wade called out.

Carly opened the unlocked station door, "hello?" She called into the empty building.

Finally, I knocked on the window I was peering through, "anyone in there?" I out, despite knowing the answer.

"You see anybody?" Carly asked Wade and I as we reconvened at the front of the station.

"No, nobody," Wade said.

"Yup," I shook my head, "completely abandoned."

Carly sighed, then her phone began to ring. She walked a few paces away from the station and answered the call. Wade and I were still looking in the building, hoping someone was maybe just taking a long time to answer, or maybe they were busy in a basement and couldn't hear us.

"No, there's no one at the gas station," Carly spoke into the phone as we all started to walk away, "I don't know where we're going," Carly added, then paused to listen, "why don't you just head up the road that we got off at for the campsite? It's washed out at the end."