When I met you (Vincent x Scott)

Chapter 1

Scotts POV:

My body lays lazily on my bed; my head facing the ceiling. I feel nothing because there's nothing to feel. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm stupid, I can't get anything done, My dad's gone, I could keep going but I'm too lazy. Anyway, you get the gist. I'm depressed and I have been for some time now. Now I can't read your mind but maybe you're asking "But why are you depressed Scott?"

Well, there's a lot of reasons. For one, I have bullies. I've been dealing with them for pretty much my whole life. Yeah, they're just here to remind me how much I hate myself every day. I mean it's not like I'm being physically hurt by them so it could be worse. Are bullies even a valid reason to be depressed? Ehh who cares, moving on. My mom still thinks she's a teenager. All she does is party party party. She never has time for me. Once she feels like she's had enough of me or when she just wants to get drunk, she'll just drop me off at my grandparent's house. And it fucking sucks! Don't get me wrong I love my grandparents. But aren't I supposed to have a mom that actually cares for me? And doesn't go to the bar 24/7? She literally cares about partying more than hanging out with her own son. And don't even get me started about my dad. He gave up on me. He didn't think I was tough enough to be his son. He looked at my dreams and called them 'gay' then left me. So that's why I'm depressed.

I continued looking at the ceiling; thinking until I heard a knock coming from downstairs.

"Ugh.." I groan not really wanting to get up. But my mom wasn't here so I had to. I slowly move out of my bed stumbling on pieces of clothes and trash on my floor. I know I need to clean it but I'm just too tired. I walk downstairs and hear that knocking again.

"Comming!" I say, speed walking a bit faster to the door now. I stopped right in front of the door. My hand on the door nob waiting for them to knock again. Why? So I can piss them off.

Knock knock knock they nock agin and I open the door.

"Uhh hi! Uhm I just moved in down the street and was introducing myself to my neighbors." the guy that was on the other side of the door was...purple? He looked like he was about my age and his eyes were a pale white with no pupils at all. He gave me a warm smile and took out his hand for me to shake it. I smile back at him and shake his hand.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Scott by the way"

"Vincent," he says.

"Nice name. Where are you coming from?" I let go of his hand and put mine in my pocket. I'm not gonna lie I suck at social skills so I'm surprised this conversation is still going. Usually, I'd get nervous and find a reason to end the conversation.

"We just came from Aurora" his thumb pointed back to wherever Aurora was at and he kept talking.

"I was there pretty much my whole life until I came here." he gave me another smile and I smiled too.

"Well welcome to Longmont" My smile felt so awkward and I honestly hated smiling so it kind of faded slowly. He and I just stood there in silence until he broke it.

"So, what school do you go to?" his hand goes behind his back. He was fidgeting with his sleeve or something.

"I go to Riverdale. Are you in high school yet?" I ask, He looked like he would be I just couldn't tell. He didn't look young it's just his soft facial features that make it harder to tell.

"Yeah, I just don't know what school I'm going to yet."

"Well uh if you end up going to Riverdale..look for me okay?" ughh why did I say that?

"Yeah okay! Hopefully" Vincent smiled at me and I nodded at him. When I nodded my glasses fell to the floor.

"Shit-" I whisper and started to bend over to pick it up but Vincent was already headed for them.

"Oh! Sorry!" our hands touched for a split second before Vincent stood up straight and rubbed his arm in embarrassment. I grabbed my glasses and put them back on while I stood up.

"No, it's alright." I let out a nervous laugh and was starting to get embarrassed because of how awkward it was. I think it's time for that excuse now.

"Well, it was nice meeting you...but I have to get back inside" I point to the house door. His eyes widened, more wider than I thought they could get. It looked like he wasnt expecting me to be so straightforward

"Oh yeah you're right...sorry" he gave an awkward smile and started to walk off my porch "Uhm I'll see you, Scott" Vincent waved to me and I waved bye back. Honestly, I hope he doesn't go to my school. Not because I don't like him but because I'm too lazy to socialize at school. The only person you'll see me socialize with is Fritz.

thanks for reading this! I plan to have the second chapter out by next week so stay tuned! :)

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