When they Whisper

The meeting with the dead

This was during Vincent's very,very weird dream. Just to let you know.
Scarlets POV
I had to stop what I was doing with Vincent. Just because my parents were dead, didn't mean I have to turn into a total bad girl! I laid on the couch, listening to Vincent's mumbles as he talked in his sleep. I rolled over on the couch and stared at the blank tv. I decided to go get some warm milk. Maybe that would help me sleep.

I tip-toed into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I noticed he didn't have much food on his fridge. Yeah I cooked for him, but I didn't realize he didn't have much food. I pulled out the jug and poured it into the mug.

I stuck in the microwave for a couple seconds and pulled it out. I took a sip and sighed. I looked down at the floor and turned around. I looked up to head back the couch.

As I stepped into the living room, I saw a black, blob appear above the couch. I froze and stared. It started to morph into a child but the color was still black. It had its teeth showing and its eyes were brown. As it looked around at it surroundings it finally started to take shape.

A boy with tears streaming down his face, he had brown hair with blue eyes. He had bear ears, with a top hat in between them. He had a brown,long sleeved, brown shirt with black pants. He had a scarf was wrapped around his neck. He looked so sweet, but he had an angry look on his face.

He rubbed his hands together as he started walking around. I was still frozen with my eyes locked on him, following  his every move. His eyes had finally met mine and we started at each other for a while. His angry look went to a confused look.

"Who are you? This is Vincent's house right?" He asked. I was finally able to move and nodded my head. I sat down my mug and walked over to him and squatted.

"My name is Scarlet." I smiled warmly and I could hear him shift uncomfortably. I titled my head and he weakly smiled back. I picked him up and sat him on my lap.

"My question for you is, what are YOU doing here?" I said, poking nose. He giggled and held his nose and replied, "I'm here to get my revenge on Vincent." He was swinging his legs happily and had smile on his face. I gave him a surprised look and started th king of ways to protect Vincent.

"Heh well, you'll have to wait. You see, he's sleeping and, um... You might want to do it when he's awake so he could really hurt." I said. I questioned myself. How did I know this? I was afraid the kid wasn't going to take that answer.

He looked at me for a while and then drugged his shoulders. He floated upwards, then disappeared. I sighed and fell back into the couch. I grabbed my blanket and wrapped it around myself. I headed to Vincent's room. I was going to protect him if that kid came back. I knocked on his door a little bit. Then he answered.

You know what happens next, because you read the last chapter. Thank you all for the reads. See you next time'