Mgh, One Shots

Run (PurplePhone)

(Vincent's POV):

Run. That's all I need to do. Run and don't look back, leave this miserable place before someone finds out about what I've done. That wouldn't run very smoothly, they don't do very kindly to people that've done what I have in prison.. But where would I go..? How would I-..

Scott.

Of course. He'll- He'll understand, right?.. He trusts me..but he shouldn't - hell, I don't even trust myself anymore... But...

My mind went blank, throat going dry at my next thought.

I'll stay with him tonight, take a few things and then book it. I'll be out before him and his mother wake up.

I shifted my gaze to the bag that was sitting by my door, gnawing on my lip.

Do I really want to go through with this..?

Footsteps trotted up the stairs, the familiar click of heels against the tiles echoing through the hallway, indicating that Robin was heading to bed.

Now or never, Vince.. Kiss this place and everyone in it goodbye. You're not coming back.

I took a breath once a door sealed shut, standing up. I grabbed my bag on the way out, not bothering to shut the door behind me. I tugged my hood up, making my way down the stairs and out the door without looking back.

The crisp air of January practically smacked me, sending a shiver down my spine that I did my best to ignore as I padded drown the driveway and out the front gate, swallowing back regret as I it sealed behind me with a small creak. There's no going back now.

The road and sidewalks were duly lit by the few street lights that lined them, the sky pitch black and cloudy, making the whole scenario that much more gloomy. A lump formed in my throat as I spotted Scott's house, a single window illuminated that I quickly identified as Scott's.

Another gust of wind sent my hood back, dull brown hair flying back as well. The air was bitter, goosebumps forming on my skin for multiple reasons as I approached the door, very hesitantly knocking on it.

There's no going back.

Regret washed over me when I was greeted with tear stained cheeks and a mess of dark hair.

"X-Xander..?"

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Okay, if it's requested, I will continue with this chapter thing and make a part two, and the same goes for any others.
Xander and Vincent are the same person, Vince is just before the killings and such, just to let you know for those of you who don't know my muses. I swear I'll get that AU book out soon.