*A.N. - The next part will probably switch between Vincent's POV and a xReader*
After Mike got out of the shower, I got in. By the time I was done he was already asleep so I quietly put my briefs back on and walked to the living room, taking another shot before laying on the couch. Mike must have been pretty damn hammered. He actually brought up how we use to be. The things we use to do. Somewhere along the line he started hating me. After that he pretended none of it had ever happened. For a short time at first, I did actually see him as a friend. But then I just started using him for anything and everything. Maybe he caught on and that's why he started hating me? And now he knows I'm a killer. I smiled. This little relationship is one of my favorite things. It's so entertaining.
I sighed and sat up, taking another shot before walking over to the window and peeking out. Still there. Fuck you. I walked back over to the coffee table, taking another shot. Checking the time I realized it was 7AM. Might as well go to sleep for now, nothing better to do. I laid back down on the couch and dozed off.
The sound of footsteps woke me but I kept my eyes closed. I felt Mike enter the room and pause. "Damn... wasn't a nightmare". "More like a dream~" I purred finally opening my eyes and leaning my head back to look at Mike. "You make me want to vomit... I need a cigarette" Mike grumbled as he opened a drawer on his computer desk and pulled out a pack. "No, the hangover is what's making you want to vomit.. Fucking alcoholic" I teased. Mike stared at me while he lit his cigarette. "Want one?" he asked. "Fuck it, yeah". He tossed the pack over to me. As I lit mine I glanced at Mike as he sat down on the other end of the couch, placing an ashtray on the coffee table. "I thought you quit?" I said. "I thought I had, too" he replied. "You gonna cook us something to eat, darling~?" I grinned. "Shut the fuck up before I cut that ugly hair of yours off" he snapped. I pursed my lips and reached for my hairband, putting my hair in it's normal ponytail.
"God damn I feel like shit" Mike said, putting his cigarette out. "You know what they say, hair of the dog that bit you" I grinned, pouring a shot and handing it to him. I poured one for myself and gulped it down and Mike did the same. "You know, I still hate you more than anything..." Mike said, pouring another shot. "Well it wouldn't be any fun if you didn't, love" I mused. He's doing it again. Pretending it never happened. That's fine, I got mine. "Maybe I'll just turn myself in. Confess and tell them all about you. Maybe I don't fucking care if I get sent to prison to die as long as you do, too" Mike said. I glared at him "Are you really that fucking dumb?" I snapped. Mike laughed "No, just wanted to fuck with you. I'm going to make sure I'm the one that kills you". "We'll see" I scoffed. "Well, it's only 5PM, you want to find something to do?" I asked, taking another shot. "I guess..." Mike replied. "Well I found something to do~" I grinned at Mike. "Fuck off" he grumbled.
I started to lean closer to Mike as his phone rang. God dammit. Mike stood up and answered the phone on the third ring. "Yeah?" Mike answered. "Why?"..... "Can't you just do this tomorrow when I'm suppose to be at work anyway?".... "Fine, whatever" he hung up. "What's up?" I asked. "We need to go to the restaurant, the boss wants to talk to us about something" Mike sighed. I groaned and stood up walking to the door. "The hell are you doing?" Mike said. "I always keep a change of clothes in my car... in case..." I replied, opening the front door. "And you're gonna go outside in just your underwear?" He quirked an eyebrow. "Why the fuck not?" I grinned, walking out the door and to my car. One of Mike's neighbors were outside watering her flowers. She stopped and stared as I opened the trunk of my car and got my clothes. Shutting the trunk I turned around to look at her. "What? You wanna fuck, bitch?" I yelled at her. Her mouth dropped and she dropped her hose and quickly made her way to her house. "Fuck you, cunt!" I yelled, raising my middle finger towards her house before walking back into Mike's house.
"Could you be any more of a douche?" Mike growled. "Yeah" I grinned, putting on a black shirt and some blue jeans. Lacing up my boots I grabbed my keys off of the stand next to the door and walked out. "So, I'm coming back here after." I stated. "You're using this to make me have to be around you..." Mike grimaced. "You love it~" I purred. I walked to my car and paused before getting in. Looking over all of the cars parked along the street. That car isn't here anymore... But I'm sure one of these will follow behind me. I got in and drove to the pizzeria watching my rear-view. Sure enough another car pulled out after I drove off. I parked my car, watching the other park a bit away from me. Mike pulled in after. Mike and I made our way into the pizzeria. "Mike... Vincent? How did you know to come in? I couldn't get you on your phone.." the Boss asked, puzzled. "Uh, he was at my house. We were playing card games and stuff" Mike quickly answered. "Yeah and a new game called 'Will it Fit?'" I grinned. Mike quickly glared at me. The Boss shook his head "I don't want to know". "Anyway, I needed to tell you both that tomorrow night you will have a new co-worker. With two of you training her I expect there to be no mistakes. Do I make myself clear?".
"Is she hot?" I asked. "That doesn't matter, Vincent. Your job is to train her and make sure she doesn't get killed!". "Whatever" I grumbled. "Mike, I trust you to make sure everything goes smoothly. Do not disappoint me". "Why do I have to babysit? I thought I already said I would not be training any new employees.." Mike snapped. "With the way things have been going lately I had to pair up all of my night-guards.. Besides, Scott and Jeremy are training their own. So deal with it and quit whining". Mike cussed under his breath. I quickly grabbed Mike by the arm and headed towards the door "Okay boss, will do! See you tomorrow!" I chimed as I drug Mike outside. "What the fuck?" Mike snatched away from me. "I really did find something for us to do. I'll tell you when we get back to your place!" I said and walked to my car, getting in and hearing back to Mike's house.
We both walked in, Mike shutting his door. "So what are you up to?" Mike asked, not really wanting to hear the answer. I held up a piece of paper with a number on it. "What's that?". "While you and the boss were bickering I took the opportunity to get our new co-workers phone number. We're gonna invite her over to... get to know her" I grinned. "Uh, no we are not" Mike hissed. "Don't be jealous, love~. You will always be my favorite hole to fill" I smiled. "Christ, Vincent. Shut the fuck up!" Mike yelled. He wont kick me out. Not now that he knows I'm being investigated and followed... And that I'll rat him out if I get caught. I picked up the phone and dialed the number. A sweet voice answered "Hello?". "Yeah, hey. We're gonna be working together starting tomorrow! I was wondering if you want to hang out and get to know each other?" I grinned. "S-Sure.. um, where do you want to meet?". "Oh you can just come over to Mike's house, he'll be working with us as well." I stared at Mike who was glaring at me while I gave her his address and then hung up the phone. "She'll be over here, soon" I smirked. "Vincent, if I think for one fucking second that you are going to hurt her... I will go ahead and kill you. I don't care if that get's me caught, I refuse to let you kill anyone else" Mike said, his teeth clenched.
