WARNING: this fanfic contains nicotine use, cannibalism/gore, cussing, mention of death, gay stuff(obvi), and regular relationship things.
-insert name- = Pov change
'thoughts' = character thoughts
"words" = Dialogue
(Info) = translation/adding info
[Phone] = someone speaking to a character on the phone
If there is nothing around the text then it's a character's action or a character's past action.-Rody's Pov-
I sigh. Vincent says "Hey, why don't we go back to my apartment?"
I nod, picking up my guitar, and following him to the bistro, going inside and up the stairs.
We sit on his couch.
"So, how did you get a guitar in the first place?"
I chuckle slightly, slightly sad but mostly happy. "Well, my dad gave his guitar to me when I was seven, and he taught me how to play it."
(It is canon that Rody's dad gave him his guitar)
Vince says "Huh, that's interesting.."
I'm about to say something until I hear Vince's phone ringing.
He picks up the phone from the coffee table, saying "Vincent Charboneau speaking. Oh, Diane, hello. Yes he's here. Why? Okay, I suppose.." He hands me the phone while mouthing "It's for you."
I'm confused but I take the phone. "Hello?"
["Rody! Honey, I haven't talked to you in ages! How are you, sweetie?"]
"Mom? How did you know where-.. Wait, how do you know Vincents phone number?"
["He's my friend, Lilith's kid. And you didn't pick up your home phone and remember how you told me that you were working at La Gueule de Saturne? Well I decided to call Vincent."]
"Oh... That makes some sense.. And I'm doing good mom, it's been two hectic months but I'm getting by."
(Yes, two months have gone by)
["That's great, and I'm sorry to hear about Manon's disappearance, I know you loved her, Honey.."]
It feels like I was stabbed in the heart, a whole ocean of memories of my beloved Marieanne Vacher come flooding back. "Y-Yeah.. It's-.. It's unfortunate, but I've coped with it, I'm seeing someone new...heh.."
["You are? That's amazing! What's their name?"]
I hesitate "uhm... I.. Well that's not super important at this moment.."
["Hm.. Well, anywho, Lilith, Vince's mom, wanted you two to come over to her house to visit, I'm actually staying with her for a bit. So, just tell Vince and you guy's can think about it. I love you, Honey."]
"I love you too, mom, goodbye." I manage to say without my words choking up in my throat.
She hangs up.
Vince stares at me with shock on his face. "Diane is your mom?"
I nod, handing him back his phone.
"Huh, never new. But I suppose it makes sense, you have lot of her features."
I smile, chuckling, trying to hide the sadness in my eyes."Yeah, ginger hair, tan skin, the basics. Heh."
He ruffles my hair, rolling his eyes.
"So, anyway, my mom said that your mom wants us to come and visit her sometime soon." I lean back, closing my eyes, trying to calm myself.
I don't open my eyes to look at Vincent, I can't bare to look at his face - knowing what he's done. I thought I could ignore it, all the psychological trauma he put me through. But I just can't, I love him, but my heart still feels like it belongs to Manon.. As if she owns it.
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Love is Dead
FanfictionRody Lamoree works at Vincent Charbonneau's bistro, La gueule de saturne as a waiter. He discovers the unholy things Vincent has done, creating a rift in Rody's life. What'll happen? this is vincent×rody