Vincent paced back and forth the next day in front of his tent. He couldn’t believe that his first kiss was stolen by the person that he hated the most. That wasn’t his whole issue though. To be honest, he could care less right now about his kiss. The only problem that he has was that Trinity went through that. She saw all of that. He rammed his fist into the tree trunk in front of him in anger.
“Ow!” Vincent grunted in pain looking at his knuckles that were now bleeding.
He shook off his hand then went back into the tent to see what he could use to cover it up. There wasn’t really any first aid kit around, if he wanted help he had to go and find that actual teachers. Then that would require explanations and too much trouble. He sighed, why always me?
Vincent pushed himself out of his tent and went back to the waterfall location where Trinity had showed him. He looks at his reflection slowly in the glittering blue water before throwing his fist in the middle of it so that he could disappear. He didn’t want to see himself and at the same time he was washing away the blood. Win win situation.
He pulled out his wet hand and dried it with his shirt examining the damage. It wasn’t that bad, he wasn’t going to die but the blood was till dripping out slowly. Vincent shook it off slowly wrapping it in his shirt before heading over to Zayn’s tent. He knew that he couldn’t go face Trinity yet. He needed help from the professional.
“You’re an idiot.” Zayn said sitting down on the blankets next to Jasmine looking up at Vincent.
“I didn’t kiss her back.” Vincent said slowly trying to show his innocence, “I hate her.”
Jasmine looked at how hurt Vincent seemed. His face had no sign of any smiles or happiness. She stood up away from Zayn and wrapped her arms around Vincent in a quick hug before letting go with a smile and patting his shoulders.
“I believe you.” She told him honestly. Vincent’s brown eyes met Jasmine’s Egyptian orbs before he nodded in appreciation.
“Help me, I really like her Jasmine.” He swallowed slowly feeling a lump in his throat, “I need to make this up for her.”
Zayn glared at Jasmine who was being way to nice to the person that hurt his sister. Jasmine caught the stare while she was thinking and sighed.
“Zayn, it’s Selena’s fault not his.” She explained quickly. Zayn sat up now knowing that they would have noticed his glare.
“She’s really hurt though.” Zayn said slowly staring at Vincent, “You need to grow a pair and…”
“Zayn!” Jasmine shrieked when she saw him about to yell at Vincent who around looked broked down.
“Did she cry?” Vincent asked barely able to let the words slip out of his mouth. He felt as if he was breaking into a million pieces.
“What the hell do you thin…” Zayn was about to go off when Jasmine cut him off with a quick smile to Vincent.
“No.” She said knowing that Trinity wouldn’t want him to know that she cried, “Trinity did not cry. She has a kind heart though, so I’m sure she was effected by it somehow.”
Vincent nodded his head again slowly before looking at Zayn who obviously just wanted to kill him, “Please help me, I would never hurt her.” He pleaded.
Zayn was about to open his mouth to talk. Before he could Jasmine was jumping up and down in excitement shrieking. The two guys looked at her confused, well she officially is insane now.
