I'm Not Innocent

Chapter 5- The Real Explanation

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(Vincent's POV)

I took the cloth out of Mikes mouth and tossed it to the ground. He moved his jaw around, the cloth must have been making him uncomfortable. I keeled down and started untying Jeremy, whispering some words to him. The medication must have put him to sleep, because he wasn't responding to my voice.  I picked him up bridle style, and faced Mike. I kept him tied up, just in case. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna put him in his room. Don't move" I said bluntly. He groaned in discomfort. "could you at least untie me??" He whispered/yelled at me. I shook my head, and headed upstairs. Once I got to his door, I opened it, and walked over to his bed, placing him carefully down into it, then I covered his body with the blanket. He smiled, mumbling some words in his sleep, which made me smile. I stroked his hair and sighed. This poor kid, he cant really control himself. I walked out of his room, and back down into the basement. Mike looked bored out of his mind, tapping his foot impatiently. I cleared my throat, gaining his attention. He sighed. "So" I said, clapping my hands together, "Explaining time" I pulled Jeremy's chair closer to Mikes, and sat down. "Any questions?" I asked him, folding my legs. He thought for a minute. "Do you guys really murder people?" He questioned. I was a little taken aback. 

"H-how did you know?" I studied him, narrowing my eyes. "Well as if the creepy basement wasn't enough, Jerem-...I mean , whatever that thing is, told me" He stared at me coldly. I nodded. "Fair enough. Alright, umm..." I scratched my chin "The answer is yes and no" He raised a brow. "We don't really murder people for fun, its more like a job .  Everyone who has done something bad or occasionally people who piss me off  are on a 'list'. we have that 'list' cut up into strips of paper, and put into a hat. every month or so, we pull one out, it will say their name and address, and go after them. Simple as that" Mike nodded. He thought some more, "Does Jere always act like a horny psychopathic murder every time he sees blood? Or is that just with me?" My eyes widened, only slightly. I thought he only acts like that around me

"What did he say or do to you?" I asked, interested. His face turned red. "W well...uhm....its kind of embarrassing" He let out a nervous laugh. I narrowed my eyes, indicating that I don't really give a shit whether hes embarrassed or not. He got the message. "He said things like...He wants me to do him, and says that we would both like it or something like that" His face was pure red, and he cleared his throat. "that's it? he didn't try to...do anything with you? I asked him, resting my chin on my hand. He looked anywhere but where I was. "W-well, his hands kind of, almost headed for that area" I nodded. "But he never to-" "OKAY can we stop talking about this!" Mike interrupted me, obviously not wanting to answer anymore about what happened between him and Jeremy. "Fine. Well I guess he only  acts like that when hes around someone he likes. He does it to me plenty of times. and we uhm..." I rubbed the back of my neck. "did it once or twice...or 6 times...but that doesn't really matter right now.  I couldn't really help it. Before he could kind of control it like he can now, he would just attack me, and we couldn't really stop our self" I shrugged. Mike nodded. "So, when we're dealing with a victim, and I would let him do it because I'm either busy or because sometimes he needs to let it out, he doesn't act all horny around them like he does with us." Another nod. "He cant control it. He is a very innocent person, I swear. But when hes like that, he says some things, and he might not mean most of them." I told him. Mike nodded again, looked down at the floor, sighing.