Some Colors Never Fade (Purple Guy x Reader)

Chapter 29

~later that day ;)~

~???'s POV~

"Sorry, kid." I muttered into the phone.

"Wait, don't you hang up on m-"

I hung up on them and groaned, rubbing my head.

I heard something coming from outside, so I slowly got to my feet and walked over to the nearest window and pulled the curtains apart, only to be faced with a car in the parking lot. I let out a short gasp as I noticed some of Vincent's friends inside.

I bit my lip and pulled the curtains shut the reached for my knife.

"Alison, get in here!" I yelled.

The blonde peeked around the corner. "Yes?"

I handed her the knife.

"Gag Vincent, then take him to the back room and get rid of him." I growled.

"But I thought-"

"I said get rid of him, Ali." I snarled, taking a step closer to her.

"U-Uh y-yes, sir." She stuttered. Then she gripped the knife and ran off.

I just smirked and walked off toward the front door.

~Vincent's POV~

I sighed, looking down at my lap and pondering wether I'd ever get out of here.

I looked up and was met with Ali. She had a grim expression on her face, which was unusual because she was usually grinning like a psychopath.

I opened my mouth to speak, but then she jerked out a roll of grey duct tape and jerked it loose, taking a step closer.

I began to panic and struggle, only managing to make the chair budge a little.

She reached down and taped the duct tape around my mouth so I couldn't speak clearly, and I felt my heart pound against my chest.

She grabbed the ropes that tied my hand together and jerked them over the chair, pulling me free from the chair.

She began to drag me by the rope as I muttered protests that came out muffled because of the tape. That's when I heard a familiar voice, faint in the background.

(Y/N).

"(Y/N)!!" I shouted, though it came out extremely muffled.

"V-Vincent!?"

I glimpsed (Y/N) and some of the others around a corner. She must've saw me, too, because she gasped and tried to run toward me.

Until that idiot who'd trapped me here in the first place slammed her against the wall, grinning.

"Get your filthy hands off of her!" I yelled. Still muffled.

"C'mon Vincent..." Ali muttered coldly, then pulled me around a corner, opened a door, and dragged me into a new room.

I heard her lock the door behind her, then she threw me down onto the cold floor.

I caught my breath and scooted up all the way up against the wall as she pulled out a knife and came toward me.

She reached down and grabbed me by my shirt collar, then jerked me up and slammed me against the wall and raised her knife.

It's all over. I thought, shutting my eyes tight and bracing myself.