Murder + Murder = Love!?!? Vincent X (Insane! masochist!) Reader

Chapter 17

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

It was 8:14 p.m. and I had to be ready by 9:00 p.m. so Vincent can take me out. I raced tword my closet grabbing a (F/C) dress. The dressed stopped mid-thigh and showed off my curves.

As I undressed myself giggles could be heard. A low growl escaped my lips those damn kids wouldn't leave me alone. I put the dress on and looked at myself in the mirror.

'Not done yet!' I sung in my head

I went to my dresser and grabbed my make up bag. Samantha and Casey were behind me with huge grins as I applied my make up in the mirror. Just then my phone rang, causing me to jump slightly at the sudden noise.

Vincent: You ready ;) xoxo

Me: Not yet I gotta make myself pretty CX

Vincent: You already are pretty no scratch that your beautiful.

I read that text and not my lip. My heart felt as of it were fluttering. I looked around my room. The kids were gone...

Me: Fine I'll male myself look formalish XD

Vincent: is that even a word? CX

Me: Idk but I'm gonna brush my hair and shit see ya at 9

Vincent: See you at 9 babe ;) xoxo

I finished up my make up routine. Now, was moving on to my hair. I started off by brushing it. (Do whatever you do with your hair :D Author does not know so she will time skip)

I finished my hair and walled over to the mirror. I grabbed a necklace and put it on. After, doing a couple spins I grabbed a black purse and clung it to my shoulder.

I checked the time on my phone 8:49 p.m. I sighed and walled into my kitchen, Samantha and Casey were sitting on the counter. They observed my every move.

"Alright listen up I don't like you and you don't like me I want you to stay away from me and Vincent or I will kill you all over again" I growled at the two girls.

Once I mentioned Vincents name there faces dropped. The no longer had that bloody smile, but a look of terror flickering in their eyes and a frown. They started to fade away and I smiled.

'Fucking hate kids' I thought to myself.

I grabbed a mug and poured some water in it. Taking small sips of water, I walked into the living room. I walked past a mirror and for a spilt second. I saw myself...makeup running down my face as if I've been crying...A giant gash in my throat...bruises and slits all over my face.. My hair had blood on it.

I dropped my mug of water letting it clash on the floor and ran back to the mirror. Everything was normal...I still had my make up and hair done. My jaw hung open as I looked at myself.

I felt something wet under my foot. I looked down and noticed there was a small pool of blood. Biting my lip slightly, I lifted my foot off the floor and saw a piece of glass stuck in my foot. Hesitantly, I pulled it out quickly. Here's the funny thing...I didn't feel pain... It actually kind of tickled.

The doorbell rang, making me jump again. I walked over and looked into the small hole. It was Vincent waiting. I quickly slipped on my black heels and opened the door. Vincents jaw dropped once he saw me.

"Hey you look good" I greeted and examined what he was wearing.

It seemed to be a long yellow dress shirt with a darker yellow colored vest on top. He had black dress pants and bow tie. He looked quite handsome. Vincent kept staring at me with his jaw dropped causing me to giggle.