It's been a while, sorry!
Scott's p.o.v
It was another day at school and I, of course, was with Vincent again. He was simply an amazing person, the best friend I could ever ask for! All the time we spent in the orphans home, we spent together. And all that time was... perfect. I never understood why the other kids didn't like Vincent. But I didn't care much either, we got to be together, pull pranks on people with no fear of someone telling on us and our life was just amazing. Sure we were in an orphans home, but it wasn't a bad place. It was actually quite nice. I never understood why people didn't like Vincent and why they were even... afraid of him. He was totally normal in my opinion. Untill that one day...
I had spent about two years in the orphans home when I got into a small fight at school. I won it in the end but I did have a black eye and few bruises, even though they didn't bother me much. But after that Vincent seemed.... weird. So distant and kind of sad for some reason. When the bell rang telling us to go inside, I lost Vincent into the crowd. I assumed he went to the class, and made my way there as well. But he was nowhere to be seen, and nobody had seen him there either. I started to panic slightly, then running towards the toilets hoping to find him there. And the thing I saw when I opened the door into the toilets almost made me scream: blood, everywhere. The boy who bullied me was laying on the floor, stabbed several times. I slowly made my way closer to him, checking his pulse. There was none. He was dead. "Vi-Vin...cent...?" I whimpered, hearing sobbing coming from one of the toilets. "Co-come out Vincent..." he slowly opened the door, surprisingly not that bloody, except for his hands. In that moment I made a quick, possibly stupid choice and grabbed some paper, cleaning all the possible fingerprints off from.... the piece of metal or whatever Vincent stabbed the boy with. Vincent just stared at me, shocked. "Wh-what are you doing...?" He gulped and I sighed "I'm getting rid of the evidence Vincent." "Why?" "I.... don't know" I sighed and washed the blood off my hands, telling Vincent do the same "They don't have security cameras here. They... barely have any in the whole building. Now come on, we're... late from class..." We sneaked out of the toilets and I made sure nobody saw us. It was... so unreal. How could have he done this..? My best... my only friend?
Nobody ever found out. They investigated a lot but the killer was never caught. Nobody suspected us, we were just nice kids, maybe a bit of troublemakers. After the school day Vincent and I quietly walked into our room and he broke into tears "I-I'm so sorry Scott! I th-thought... I thought I was over it.... I'm... a murderer..." he buried his face in his hands and I sat down next to him and sighed "Don't do it again Vincent... you're not a bad person, I know that. I... forgive you Vincent...." I looked down amd he hugged me tight "Thank y-you so much Scott... i-it means the world to me..."
Years passed by, us just living in the orphans home. Always together. And luckily, nothing like that happened again in there. We somehow made it through all those years... together. And how happy we were when we got to leave the place! To get our own apartments...
~Swolfia
