Ma Chérie, Are You Missing Me? [] DeadPlate FanFic

🔪 CHAPTER: 10

Once again, all Rody could "see" and hear was darkness and silence. It never gets old does it? I suppose we've all learned to have that sensation of feeling absolutely nothing or even hear nothing, whether because you're asleep, in a very dark place, even unconsious!

And maybe if you're dead ... you'll feel something like that too atleast just for a second...

But not sure about that.

Neither would Rody know as he suddenly woke up while gasping - as if he was holding his breath. It took him awhile to process where he was as his vision was blurry. He was facing downwards, his cheek against the freezing tiles which was almost stuck against it, his fit body tied up making him unable to move which made his body extremly numb and the cold wasn't exactly helping neither.

After he was able to gain a bit more of consiousness with a groan he lifted his head slightly looking around the place before his eyes shot wide as he remembered everything.

─ "Oh shit.....shitshitshitshit-"

he began to whisper anxiously as he began to tried to set himself free by uselessly moving his numb body and after the second try, he groaned and stopped doing so while thinking;

-hah...fuck..This is impossible..I..I'm freezing a..and...AGH C'mon Rody you..you can't just give up yet think..just thin- OH WAIT!!...-

He suddenly remembered he had a box with matches in his back pocket he would carry around just incase and with the hand that was the closest to the pocket he began to feel if he brought it with him, and lucky for Rody he did - he shakily sighed while thinking to himself

- YES... hah Okay..now I just need to take it out an--

Out of nowhere, the freezers door swung open, a tall figure standing looking at Rody while holding something rather shiny could be seen, but for Rody it took him a bit to see who it was due being in the dark for so long.

A few seconds later, Rody could finally saw who was that figure..

and of course, it was Vincent

There was a very tense silence between them, Rody could only hear his heartbeat going miles per hour as he breathed heavily, Vincent in the other hand seemed rather calm - more numb than usual even.

After those few minutes of intensity, Rody had the energy to sit down without using his hands while softly trying to speak.

─ "..hah..can we ju-"

Alas, Vincent didn't let him finish as he walked to him and pushed Rody down with his foot making the older man yelp in fear as he got pushed down, facing upwards. Vincent then didn't hesitate to walk more towards Rody and place his foot right on Rody's shoulder, keeping him secure on the floor. Rody couldn't help but let scared sighs and sounds as he saw the taller man towering over him now - Rody then squirmed and tried to move around to push Vincent off with no use while yelling and tearing up.

─ "WH..WHAT ARE YOU DOING.. STAY BACK!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MANON?? WHERE IS SHE VINCE?? WHY IS THERE BLOOD ON HER LOCKET?? WHERE IS SHE!!!!!!!!!!"

Vincent was just staring down at Rody, even tilting his head slightly at first seeming to enjoy how Rody seemed so scared and nervous with this situation. His expression however changed as Rody mentioned her. His eyes immediatly darken and swiftly leaned down, putting his whole body weight on his foot where he was pressing Rodys shoulder down and then pulled out a wooden handle corkscrew and threateningly placed it near Rody's throat while he also grabbed a handfull of the poor waiters hair and pulled him a closer to his face - both their faces now inches away.