Forced Into Love (Mike x Vincent)

Part Twenty Eight//Alone and Afraid//

Mikes P.O.V
"Are you okay?" I ask and let go of him.
"Yeah Mike I'm fine..." He sighs. "What if he comes back?"
"It's okay...I won't let him near you..." I assure him.
"You know what I just don't understand?" I ask, trying to change the topic.
"What?" He tilts his head.
"Why do you trust me?" I look down at my feet. "After all I did to you..."
"Because you're...you're my best friend Mike...You would stand up for me...and stuff and you were the only one that was nice to me when I first started working here..." He shrugs.
"That means a lot, buddy." I smile and pat his shoulder. "I just wanted to tell you how incredibly sorry I am. If it wasn't for me and my stupid actions all of this shit wouldn't have been happening...you would be in danger...And our lives would be normal..."
"Don't blame it on yourself..." He sighs and looks down. "It's okay...I forgive you."

Vincent's P.O.V
A big smile spreads across mikes face. I haven't seen that in a really long time.
"You wanna go get chica to make us some pizza or something?" Mike laughs.
"Yeah sure." I nod while smiling as well. "Let's go." He opens the door for me as we walk out, me walking in front.
"Aw look at Peaches!" I run off our dog that was holding Freddy's mic in their mouth.
"Put it down..." I laugh and the dog drops it. I ruffle their fur and then turn around to speak to Mike. Wait...Where'd he go?
"Mike?" I ask confused.
"Mike if you're trying to scare me this isn't funny." I say while laughing. There was no response.
"Mike!! Cut the act and get out from where ever your hiding!" I say anxiously. I look around the pizzeria and he's no where.
"Scott have you seen-" I run into Scotts room.
No one there either.
"Okay if this is a joke it's really not f-funny!" I stutter and run to where Fritz usually is...The kitchen.
He wasn't there. I start breathing heavily. Looking everywhere for anyone...I just couldn't stand the fact that I was alone. There was no one around...It was quiet...silent
Then there was the sound of the front door creeping opened...slowly...mocking me...
"Okay..." I try to calm myself down, running to the kitchen and grabbing a knife then running back out, trying to act as if I wasn't terrified. Tears start to pour from my eyes.
"I-If someone's in here I have a knife..." I warn. Yet nothing happens...yet...
Where could have Mike gone? He was right behind me...But for now...
I'm alone...
No Mike...
No Scott...
And nothing or no one to help me...