Chapter 24

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The sound of the piano made me slowly open my eyes..

I looked around on the dark room,noticing the door half open..

I stood up,noticing that i was wearing a white T-shirt and my panties..

I walked downstairs,seeing him playing the piano..

I slightly crossed my arms,walking towards him..

(Y/N):why everything you play is so..sad?

He didnt lift his gaze,as he kept playing the piano..

(Y/N):is it because of what you went through?or because of her?

He widen his eyes,looking up to me as he stopped playing..

(Y/N):what did she do to you?

He looked down,pressing random keys..

I rested my elbows on the black piano..

(Y/N):i just want to talk..

He kept looking down..

(Y/N):can you please talk to me?

Vincent:like normal people do?

He looked up to me and i gave him a smile..

(Y/N):yeah..is that too-!

I went to cup his cheek,but he pulled my hand away..

I looked at him surprised,as he sighed,standing up..

(Y/N):is it because of the contract?because i havent signed it?thats why?!

He turned around,looking at me..

Vincent:fuck the contract,dont you think this is a little dumb?

I tittled my head..

Is he talking about the rules or the whole normal thing..

(Y/N):what?the rules?

Vincent:no..the rules stay..i am talking about the normal things..hearts and flowers..

I sighed,but yet slightly frowned..

(Y/N):what if i break your rules,huh?

He slightly clenched his teeth..

Vincent:there will be consequences..

I raised an eyebrow..

(Y/N):like punishing me?

Vincent:yeah..

My hands slowly turned into fists..

I had enough of that..

(Y/N):why do you want to punish me?

He sighed,walking towards the window..

Vincent:(Y/N) i..

(Y/N):why do you want to hurt me?

He looked at me surprised..

Vincent:i would never do anything to you that you cant handle..

(Y/N):then why you do anything at all to me Vincent?!

I finally snapped and he sighed..

Vincent:if i tell you,you won't look at me in the same way again..

He lowered his head..

(Y/N):why?tell me..

His fingers run through his hair,sighing in frustration..

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