Bipolar (Scott x Vincent)

Part Thirty Two

Scott's P.O.V

"Okay..." I state calmly. "Chill out it's okay. They have no way of finding us all we have to do is to put my car in the garage. "No one will see it."

"Alright." He nods. "But shouldn't we like go to the store and buy a bunch of food and stuff before people around here get alerted?"

"That's a good idea." I nod as well. "I'll drive you to the store and give you money."

-----Time Skip-----

Vincent's P.O.V

I put my head down and walk into the store quickly, trying not to be looked at. I run into the cereal isle and just throw a bunch of different kind of cereals into the cart. I sigh and rush over and throw a bunch of bread and milk and basic shit like that into the cart. Just as I reached up to grab a can of soup, someone tapped me.

"Excuse me?" A man says quietly. "Is your name Vincent Valentine?"

"Uh...." I shake my head, still looking down. "No...I'm sorry sir...You must have the wrong person."

"No I'm pretty sure it's you..." He looks at me carefully. "What's that all over your neck?"

"Nothing." I shrug. "Now get away from me."

"You know that your aunt is giving 200,000 dollars to whoever finds you and brings you home." He takes a step towards me, making me really uncomfortable.

"Get away from me!" I scream and go to run away but he grabs my arm and spins me around.

"Listen to me!!" He yells. "I just want to help you! I know your afraid but please let me help!"

"I...I don't need help!" I try to pull away.

"It's okay I'm gonna get you to safety." Is all he says as he literally picks me up and starts dragging me out of the store.

"No!!" I yelp. "Put me down!" I swing my elbow back and it hits him right in the side, causing him to drop me. I run off to Scotts car and don't look back.

We have to get out of here...