||Vincent Sinclair x Reader|| House of Wax

Part 16 |Flames|

The pieces were starting to connect in my head. What God took from you. But that didn't explain the need to murder people.

Bo continued to search around the house, seeing if anyone was lurking in the shadows.

"Did you touch this," Bo waved the picture in my face.

"No, I've been in your line of sight this whole time," I snapped back with an air of confidence that shocked both of us.

"Well, did you see who did," the muscles in his jaw flexed.

"No," I lied. Truth was I had noticed Carly under the pool table before she moved and he checked indeed it.

Bo glared at me, like he was trying to read my thoughts. I just thought about the fact that I might not be lying, it was possible Carly hadn't seen the photo, that's the only reason Bo couldn't see the lie. Easier to tell a convincing lie if you realize you might not know the truth urge.

He finally huffed, moving away from me and looking around a little more.

After Bo's finale little search, he came back over to Vincent and I in the kitchen.

"You better not get in our fucking way," he seethed. I didn't break eye contact, an act of defiance in my part. "Or else."

"Or else what?"

His entire expression dropped, a deadly seriousness to his face as he studied me for a moment before looking up at his brother.

"Vincent," Vincent looked at him now, "you're gonna have to put this doll away if we're gonna get this job done. I don't know what you wanna do with her, but she's gonna be a problem if she stays around."

Vincent looked down at his feet when I made eye contact with him. I hadn't really thought this far ahead.

Then, lights started to flicker all around the town. 'What's going on?' I began internally panic. Bo and Vincent went over to the window, peering out at the lights flashing through abandoned town. Bo sighed in a pleased tone, which meant this was good for him, not for us.

While they were distracted, I was able to quietly sneak away. I knew at least Carly was still alive, and I had to save her.

I went the direction I saw her go, walking into the room to my right since it was the only open door. In the room I saw a very faint light coming from a slit in the floor. Knelt down next to it, realizing there was a hatch in the floor. Since it was the only place Carly could have gone, I decided to go in.

"Carly," I whisper yelled into the cobweb filled tunnels, "Carly are you down here?" I heard some clicking sounds and faint voices watching in the distance.

I began a light jog to hopefully catch up to the sounds.

I slowed at a corner, hearing hushed whispers. "Carly?" I turned the corner and ducked just in time before a bat could crack the sit of my head, instead slamming against a wood beam with a loud crack.

"What the fuck," I practically yelled, "you could've killed me?!"

The person holding the bat was Carly, so on second thought, maybe not. "Shit, Y/N I'm so sorry."