This might be a short chapter....I don't know but the next chapter might be better. I kinda has no time to write this without pausing cause of my schedule.
Vincent's pov
I sat at the edge of the bed hugging myself and twitched ever so often.I was silent. Scott must have noticed cause he stomped over to me "okay, spill it! I hate to see you sitting there like that!" I glanced back up at him. His face was mixed between confused and hurt. I frowned and answered "not now..." He frowned too "then when?". I shrugged. Wow, I was being a dick. He sighed and walked away. Maybe I should apologize and just tell him? No, its a stupid reason to be upset about. I should just man up and stop giving him clues that I'm upset. Maybe? I walked into the kitchen, seeing Scott in the living room as I pass by, I notice my killing knife on the counter. It was clean. I picked it up to take a look at it. The blade had shine from the light that filled the room. My reflection could be seen. I could feel as if I was getting dizzy. In the corner of my eyes everything was fading. Before blacking out I could see my reflection give a evil smile.
Scott's pov
I sat myself on the couch meanwhile a commercial played. I saw Vincent walk past to the kitchen. The commercial then said " now back to our show!" I turned my attention to the t.v. screeen. I was watching docter Phil agian. A few moments later, probably 30 minutes into the show, I could feel someone staring at me. I glance up to see Vincent hovering over me with a blank glare, holding his knife. I scooted a little away from him 'uh-hey whatha doin?" I asked him nervously. No answer came out his mouth he just gripped the knife harder. I got up. Was he planning on killing me!? I slowly backed away from him. "Vincent?" He stepped towards me and backed me up against the wall. I watch in fear as he lifted the knife. "Vincent!!" I slapped him. He held his cheek and his emotionless stare became a surprised. I watched him. He glared at the knife and glanced up at me with pure confusion and shock in his eyes. He dropped the knife and dashed straight at me giving me a hug. He buried my head into his shoulder.
Vincent's pov
I woke up standing there holding my cheek, it stung. I looked down to see a knife in my hand and looked up to see Scott against the wall staring at me in horror. Did I just try to kill Scott!? I dashed and hugged him. "Oh my god Vincent I'm so sorry!" I apoligized. He patted me on my back "its okay." I'm not sure if I should tell him. I should. I know I should.
I stopped hugging him "are you sure you forgive me? I just black out there I didn't know what I was doing!" Scott gave me a wierded out look "yes! I said yeah I forgive you! We need to talk about this later though" he said frustrated. I nodded. Before he walked pass me he gave me a peck on the cheek. Why is he being so cool about this? Is he also hiding something from me? I quickly turned around and back hugged him. I heard him give a small gasp. "I love you." I mummered. His relpy was "hm okay love you too can you please let me go now?" He said it jokely and unenthusiasticly. I let him go and watched as he walked off.
Im sorry I haven't posted earlier today internet problems also sorry about not posting for a while. Seems like Scott has something up his sleeve or something. Should Vincent tell Scott about his killing problem or should he stay quiet? Hm who knows? Lol. Got to go I will upload whenever I can.
Bye my angels!!
