Another Person's Property (Mike x Vincent) {Sequel to Legally Property}

Chapter Fifteen • Chapter Fifteen

Vincent's P.O.V
He grabs me and pulls me...Pulling me away from Mike "you can't do this!" I scream. But no one pays any attention to me. I'm being taken back to the asylum once again. Back to that prison just so I can be given away to another person that's supposed to "help" me. But really ends up to be an asshole. I cry as they pull me away into the asylums van. Not again...How could I have such bad luck?
I shoot my eyes open, finding myself a sweating mess. This is about the 4th time I've had the same dream. I don't seem to see Mike anywhere. But I'm sure he's just downstairs or something. Hm. I remember having a really weird dream last night after the scary one of me being taken away.
It was like 2:30am and all of a sudden a bunch of clowns came into the room and started dancing...
Wtf...Wow that's awkward. Anyways, I sit up in the bed and decide to look for Mike. I make my way down the steps and into the kitchen where I find him. Yayy! I smile in joy.
"Good morning Mr Mike." I say sweetly. He jumps and turns around quickly being in nothing but a short sleeved shirt and boxers, hiding his arms behind his back.
"What's wrong? Did I scare you? I'm sorry I didn't mean to." I apologize.
"No it's fine." He says somewhat nervously. "Um..."
"Why are you hiding your arms behind your back?" I tilt my head.
"Nothing. It's nothing. You want to get me  a sweatshirt from upstairs?" He asks, obviously tense and nervous.
Why is he acting this way?
I don't answer his question. "Are you o-okay?"
"Yes. Of course I am." He smiles gently at me. Before he could say anything else, I rush behind him and take a hold of his left arm.
"Hey!" He pulls away and pushes me back, almost causing me to fall. What I saw confused me.
A line of cuts up his arm that looked old...But not that old.

Mike's P.O.V
Vinny just stares at me blankly, a very depressed look spread across his face.
"Mr Mike...You told me that self harm is bad." He looks even more upset. "Did you do self harm?"
The look he gives me almost makes me cry.
"It was when I was in jail." I say quietly, pulling him into a hug. "It's okay though."
"But that's bad." He looks up at me.
"Don't worry about me." I speak softly to him. "I'm fine"
I feel him shake his head.
Please don't copy what I did Vincent
Please