Look After A Naga [Naga Vincent × Reader]

- 22 - two idiots

Traitor pov

"Richard has spilt the beans. Why did you send him the image." I asked with food in my other hand.

"To hurt his morals to show him who he truly can be," Marionette said.

"well, he told someone," I said.

"guilt-trip him to take all the blame or something you fatty. I don't care unless I getting a Naga by tomorrow night," she said.

"i am just informer, not the person who does the dirty work. Richard did that. I just tell you who is going to be where and when or how things are." I drugged and began eating.

Marionette hung up.

Later

- sparky's pov -

I got to Richard's house at 6 in the morning. His door was open and yelling inside. One is definitely is Richard but the other sound Fritz. What is going on? Why are they? Here.

It was too early to be up. My eyes hurt from the bright ray of light beaming down at me as i stood at Richard's front door. I can hear their conversation. It was loud and these two must be idiots for leaving the door open.

"Why would you help them kidnap your own goddamn friend and then play it off like she pissed off at me?" Richard yelled, hear sadness flowing through his voice. He wanted someone to hurt. I can hear the violence building in his voice.

"Maybe because it technically was your fault. And plus, if you didn't turn your back on marionette she would be safe in your arms and not have been badly beating." He said with annoyance in his voice.

"Who beat her? Well, you did so haha, you are still apart." I could hear his shit-eating grin.

"I didn't know. I didn't know it was her. I wouldn't have hurt a woman if i wasn't being blackmailed. You the real traitor. You found out about my crimes and you had to tell. You told so you had someone to blame your fucking mistakes on." Richard filled with anger. I heard Somethings hitting the wall.

"Marionette wanted-... Richard what you doing?!" fear hit his voice like a bat hitting a ball.

"I don't give a damn what noodled armed pale ass bitch wants! Give me back care or else. " Richard yelled with such I anger it was hearable from work and that is an hour and a half away from Richards.

I looked felt guilty just standing by and letting this take by. I can't. I can't just listen. I entered Richard's House. Top spot fritz pinned the wall by Richard. I rushed I grabbed Richard and tried to pry him off of him. This man wanted to kill, you can see it in his eyes. It was mixed is in by hatred and anger.

"Richard stop!" I yelled trying my best for nobody to get hurt. I wanted to slap them both for betraying (y/n), Scott and everyone else in our company. For lying to us and play us and making us feel like we were running around like headless chickens.

"How much did you hear?..." Richard asked. He knew that he was as guilty as fritz was and he wasn't going to hide it. I watched as he lost his grip on the fritz.

"Are you still acting like had no part in kara's disappearance?" I asked because he must have to know now.

"Because I had no part. Why would I follow my girlfriend when she is out and kidnap her. Wouldn't you think I would do it when she is with me? I am smart enough to know that kidnapping wherever she was was a risky move." Richard said. It did make sense.

"She wasn't involved because he was being a baby about being apart of Marionette's team. He did the other dirty work like reporting about and he was even ready to kidnap Richard but he pussied out." Fritz said.

"Why didn't you Finnish the job then," Richard said not actually meaning it.

"I did the other stuff like blaming you for everything. I didn't need suspicion on me. I gave Intel that you didn't know. You were never there when (y/n) was alway with that Naga. I was told that before that trip to tell them everything I know." Fritz said.

"Why Kara? You had a chance to get Vincent but no my fucking best friend." I yelled with enragement burning my voice.

"Their target was Vincent but Kara got in the way so they to her, instead they came up with a new plan to get more information. That is where Richard came in. He stopped until he got a call saying that if he does this thing and joins them. they wouldn't spill anything. " Fritz explained.

"fritz leave," Richard said with a quiet voice.

"now!" It didn't last long.

Fritz left without a word. He seemed to plan. Plotting. Skimming away in his dumb brain. God, they are both idiots. Richard.

"let's get (y/n) involved. If I might have a plan to get a Kara back and keep Vincent safe. I not letting (y/n) feel lost and hurt."

"You will lose your job," I said thinking he cared about that part.

"I am as responsible for being apart of Marionette's company as fritz is. I am not responsible for kara's disappearance. If I was then I would have cared less about her but I don't. I just... Promise me you wouldn't tell her any of this. I don't want her to be heartbroken. She values friendships and relationships more than anything else in this world of madness. She has been through too much I don't want to her to end up worse. " he said looking at me straight in the eyes. He meant it.

" she has to know. She has the right to know who did what to her but when she gets back. I not that type of friend who keeps secrets from the person it is about." I told him.

"I understand. I too tired to deal with this right now. Please call (y/n) if she could come over for something important that I have to tell her. Say it involves the issue of Marionette. I going to take a nap." He said.

"Okay." I felt awkward. He went upstairs. I am in his house while he sleeps. This is awkward. I should wait in my car. Yep, that is a better place to wait. I looked around.

I stood in his living room. Very rustic small room with a sofa at on wall with side tables holding broking photos in frames. A fireplace on the opposite wall with a TV. It was a lovely room but a bit alone some room.

This man was so alone that he is clinging on to Kara for stuff that he missing in his life. Happiness and joy. The photo frames all contain happy photos that brought lonesomes. They held happy memories but the changed to sadness and grief. So this lonely man broke them like so he doesn't have to care as much as he does. I guess it didn't work.

I felt bad and awkward so I left and called (y/n) in my car. Where I am safe. It wasn't that I thought that I was in danger. I just didn't want to be in someone's house while they slept.