The Bite (Phone Guy X Purple Guy)

Part 14//The Fight//

Vincent's P.O.V
Mike had finally let me go. I smiled widely and blushed.
"I...I liked that.." I spoke quietly.
"Me too.." Mike smiled at me.
There was a long moment of silence.
"Um...I should be going now..."  I said with a light smile still on my face.
Mike nodded in agreement.
I slowly skated off and when I got off the rink, took my skates off and returned them.
I out my actual shoes on and started to walk back home to Scott.

~Time Skip~

Still...Vincent's P.O.V
I walk into the house tiredly. It was around one am and I figured I would just skip my shift tonight.
I expected Scott to be asleep already but the second I stepped a few feet into the house Scott grabbed my shoulder. He looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"What the fuck is this?!" Scott held up a picture on his phone of me and Mike kissing at the skating rink.
I placed a hand over my mouth and went to say something but was cut off.
"So that's what you were doing?! I thought you just went to make him feel better and you guys would be devouring some ice cream mean while he was devouring YOU at an ICE SKATING rink!!!" Scott yelled at me.
"Don't yell at me!" I tensed up.
"No! I need to yell at you because do you have any idea how hurt this made me feel?!" Scott paused for a second. "Now I need you tell me honestly why your hair was messed up that night..."
"I was just-!" Scott put a hand in front of me.
"I want the truth Vincent!" He warned loudly.
I bit down on my bottom lip and looked at Scott before  starting to tear up.
"It....It...It was F-Foxy..." I said before I quickly finished my statement. "I...It...It was an accident! He just slid into my office and-.."
Scott shook his head.
"Oh...Oh that's great now you're getting hickeys from pirate foxes...great...great.." I saw the tears in his eyes as he spoke. But there were also tears in my eyes.
"Scott you're the one I wanna be with!" I plead. "Please you're the...the only one!"
Scott shook his head and shoved me back. "You...You are such a boy slut..." He growled angrily. I honestly didn't want this fight to turn physical. Mostly because I knew I probably couldn't win.
Scott shoved me again. "You gonna do anything you pussy?!" He yelled.
"Oh look at that." I say sarcastically. "I'm eighteen and I'm more mature than you..."
Scott glared at me. "You said you were nineteen."
"Same thing!!" I shout.
"Oh so you were lying about your age as well aye?!" He got up in my face.
"There anything else you wanna tell me?!"
"Get the hell away from me. You're insane.." I shake my head and open the door to leave. But Scott quickly slams it shut and pulls me back inside. Pushing me against the wall.
"We'll look who's talking..." He came very close to my ear and whispered to me. "Murderer~"
I took a deep breath trying to hold back my anger. But I couldn't. I shoved Scott back and punched him in the gut then screamed.
"IM NOT A MURDERER!!" My eyes filled with tears and they ran down my face.
Scott screamed in pain and stayed on the ground and held his stomach for a few seconds before getting up and clenching his fists. His eye twitched.
"Now you've done it..." He punched across the face with what I'm guessing was all his strength. I fell back on to the couch and layed there. My mouth and nose bleeding like crazy.
"Good night you murderer..." Scott shut the lights off and went up to bed.
I lie there trembling violently as I slowly and painfully cry myself to sleep.