Chapter 9: Insane

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Vincent's POV:
"He's losing too much blood..." A female voice said,
"He's fine.. It's not way too much.."
I felt something poke my arm deep, it kept poking in and out, then it stopped.
"Okay, he's fine.." The two voices kept chatting. I got up from the bed, and looked around,
"Where's Scott.."
"Who?"
"THAT BOY WITH THE BROWN HAIR YOU KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABOUT—"
"Calm down its 4 in the morning.. He left as you stayed here for the night."
"OK LET ME GO SO I CAN SEE—"
"Sorry sir, we can't let you out until tomorrow. Blood is still leaking from your arm."
"NO IM FINE LET ME GO."
"No sir—"
I grabbed my clothes and put them on, taking off my hospital gown. The nurses kept urging me to sit back down. I grabbed my knife from my pocket and maniacally laughed as I saw the site of blood, I kept stabbing them until there was no site of movement from the two nurses. I walked out as I saw the counter worker telling me to go back to my room. I cut her too, still laughing. I then walked outside to get into my car, which surprisingly was still parked. I got out my keys to go in the car. In 7 minutes I was back home. I knocked at the door, then Scott opened it.
"VINNY COME IN OH MY GOSH HURRY!" Scott yelled as I walked in.
"This is why the nurses told you to stay in— your blood is still leaking." Scott stared at my blood stained shirt,
"Scotty it's not my blood.." I grinned.
"V-VINNY? You killed someone— I-I thought you changed.." Scott backed away from me.
"Scotty I just wanted to come home.. I don't give a shit about those nurses.." I told him.
"Vinny that isn't right.. You shouldn't kill anyone.." Scott was now shaking with fear.
"Scotty calm down— I will get washed off." I patted his back and hugged him. I knew I didn't want to hurt him. Scott tried to pull away,
"Just don't do that again.." Scott told me.
"Ok. I promise." I told him, I wasn't sure of this. I hoped he didn't think what Violet said was true. Of course, I did kill her, but I would never kill Scott.  I went into the bathroom to wash off my blood, off my knife and my face. Scott hugged me,
"I'm just glad your okay." Scott sighed softly. Scott kissed me and then we walked out of my house. I got into my car, with Scott in the back, watching me. Scott had a worried expression on his face about me murdering the two woman. But Scott still loves me, right?

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