Scarlet's brother, Christian drugs Vince, wanting to protect her.
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Christian walked over, inserting himself in the conversation, grabbing Vince's bicep ignoring his glowering gaze as if he felt as if he was being mocked. "Why don't you come have a drink with me Schneider, my treat?" Christian offered, his glass hovered above Vince's lips attempting to tempt the man who rolled his eyes and snatched the glass and gulped down the shot of whiskey or so that's what he thinks it was as Christian led him over away from the minors who were seconds from being tossed out. Vince had ended up drinking so much shots with Christian that he was slumped against the bar, feeling bizarrely numb and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't get off his barstool. "Schneider," a voice says but Vince barely could acknowledge them through the blurred voices as he attempted to hop off his barstool until he felt hands grasp him by his waist and pulled him off his stool. He was slumped against Christian. "Don't worry I'll get him home." He says, allowing Vince to lean against him as he drags Vince out of the Corner Pocket Pool Hall. "I don't feel good." Vince managed to slur out.
"You don't look good either," Christian says, a smirk donning his lips as he takes Vince to his car. He lets vince drop to the concrete.
Vince attempts to drag his numb body away despite his struggling attempts until he was picked up and carried into the backseat of a vehicle.
He was thankful to be in a vehicle, which took off and the next minute he knew he woke in a dark room.
Vince screamed, but the vibrations kept his sound from leaving the trunk he was stuffed into. He kicked his bound legs against the truck door, but the car radio was loud. Vince had also been blindfolded. The cloth was so tight around his head. He couldn't pull it off, no matter how many times he tried. Any attempt to untie it was impossible. He didn't know what was happening or why it was even happening. He felt tears of his own stream from his eyes, his tears soaked the blindfold. Screaming as loud as he could as he thrashed and screams.
Christian had drove off, completely abandoning Woodsboro, heading toward New York.
He admired Vince's muffled screams.
Vince screamed out and cried out with fear, thrashing and kicking as hard as he possibly could. Tears streaming down his face as he continued crying in fear.
"Scarlet!" He tearfully muffled through the gag.
Unaware that this was apart of the plan.
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Word Count: 444 Words
A/N: insane amount of credit to my girl jackslandry for the giving me the ok to use her OC Christian Prescott :)
