~Scott's POV~
They pulled us into a small room and bound us all to chairs, then pulled blindfolds over our eyes. The whole situation freaked me out.
It was quiet at first, until I felt one of the girls sit down on my lap. She put her finger to my chin and lifted it up gently. I gulped.
"Say, pretty boy, what'd you say your name was again?" She purred. I felt her let go of my chin and run her finger down my neck. A chill went down my spine.
"Sc-Scott." I stuttered. I heard her chuckle.
"You're scared of me, aren't you?" She growled.
"Wh-What!? N-No..." I lied nervously.
"Liar, liar~" I heard her purr, then she struck me across the chest with a blade.
"Agh!" I yelped. She laughed. I imagined she was enjoying this.
I felt her hands reach behind my head and work at my blindfold. She finally untied it and it fell to the floor.
"I'm sorry, Scott, but there's a slight change of plans. For you, anyways."
"Huh-!?"
She cut my legs free from the chair and pulled me to the room next to the one we'd been in. In this room there was a dining table, and at one side the other girl sat. I gulped again.
I heard the door lock behind me. The girl pushed me down. I yelled out in pain as I hit the floor and my ankle accidentally twisted around.
I was shaking now. I didn't want to move because now there was pain shooting through my ankle, so I slunk down onto the floor.
The girl kneeled down next to me. I looked up at her and met her green eyes. My heavy breathing crashed into her face, but she didn't seem to mind.
She grabbed me gently by my shoulders and jerked me upright. I looked at her. She made me uneasy.
She put her finger on the tip of my shirt collar, grinning. I wanted to shift away, but some part of me wanted me to stay still so I did.
She fiddled with my shirt pulled the first button on it loose, smiling innocently. I barely maintained my own nervous smile.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. She motioned for me to sit down at the table, so I did, but I did it slowly and cautiously.
She took a seat beside her sister. They passed a drink down to me in a tall glass container. I reached for it, but before I did, I took the moment and spit out the question I longed to know so bad.
"Where are the rest of my friends?"
"Mike is fine."
"Ali?"
"Dead."
I stiffened a moment, but continued.
"(Y/N)?"
They stared at me.
I clenched my jaw tight. They hadn't encountered (Y/N), and I'd just given her away! Dangit!
I picked up the drink and took a sip of it, then I slowly put the drink
down.
The green-eyed girl got up, said, "I'll be right back," and walked off behind me.
I stared at the other girl, who just stared back, expressionless.
"You said you had another friend- (Y/N)?"
"Y-Yeah." I stuttered.
"(Y/N)... Now where have I heard that name... Oh, yeah! The girl Ali threw a fit about. Pfft. Girl didn't even do anything to the brat. It's that idiot who wanted us to give 'em Vincent's fault. He's always been famous for causing trouble, never thought he'd do that though. Back then I thought he was innocent. Looks can be deceiving, I guess." She chuckled and took a sip of her drink.
"Do what?"
"Eh, that's... Not important..." Her eyes shifted slightly above me and her lips curved into a small, sly smile.
I slowly looked up. The other girl stood above me, holding a syringe filled with some liquid which I couldn't even identify it's color because of the lighting.
My eyes widened and I tried to jump up, but then she jabbed it into my arm. I howled in pain and toppled over onto the floor.
"Agh!" I cried as pain once again shot through my hurt ankle. They laughed.
"Have fun, pretty boy~" The girl holding the syringe purred, then kicked me in the side. I gritted my teeth as everything began to blur.
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~Vincent's POV~
After that I'd tried to calm myself down, but how could I? This manor was like a maze! It was frustrating.
I walked past a room with the door creaked open. I could hear muffled voices from inside. I pushed open the door, only to find Fritz and Jeremy bound to chairs and blindfolded.
"They're back!" Jeremy squealed, then began to try and break free in his panic, squirming and kicking, but it was no use.
"Guys, guys it's me. Calm down."
"Vin!? Oh are we glad to see you- well, hear you. We're blindfolded. By the way, can you get these things off of us?"
"Yup." I said. I put (Y/N) down gently. I reached and untied Fritz's blindfold. As soon as I did, he noticed (Y/N).
He gasped. "Ohhhh no." I sighed.
"Vin, she needs to go to a hospital, and quick. That looks bad. Go on, forget about us, we'll be fine." Fritz breathed. I glimpsed a slight nod from Jeremy.
"But..."
"No 'but's!' She could die if you fiddle with us! Go on!"
"But if I leave you-"
"Vincent! Go on!" Fritz snapped. I sighed, but finally gave in and nodded. I picked (Y/N) up in my arms and took off running.
I hugged (Y/N) tightly, like a child hugs a teddy bear. I wanted her to be okay. I told myself she would be over and over in my mind but it didn't work. I still worried.
So I just silently prayed to God that he wouldn't take her away from me.
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Some Colors Never Fade (Purple Guy x Reader)
Fanfiction[SEQUEL TO 'A GUY TO DIE FOR'] Sometimes, miracles happen... And sometimes, they come at a price. It's been months since Vincent supposedly died, but as soon as he did, he was rushed to the hospital, and apparently there was still hope. In the end...
