I honestly hate your smile (Vincent x Scott)

Memories

Scott's POV

Finally after 6 hours I was done, I gathered my jacket, phone and keys and started to walk out the door, well that was until I heard soft snoring from somewhere...but where? I looked around the room, behind the stage, in the curtains, then under the tables....and found a drunk Vincent...great. I groan, tho I hate him I'm not going to leave him here. I shifted my stuff to one arm and tried to pull him up but he just toppled over onto the floor, well this want going to work, eventually I just left and out my stuff in the car and came back, why was I doing this tho? I hate him don't I? So why don't I just leave him here? Before I even had an answer for myself I was holding Vincent bridal style, but there was something that cough me off guard, why was he so light? Normally a man his size wouldn't be that light. I could feel his bones through his cloths and that gave me chills....was he? No... no he would never...Someone that happy wouldn't do something like that...right? I tried to shake it off and carry him outside... but that thought still lingered. I laid him down in the back seat and shut the door getting in on the drivers seat and starting up the car, I was torn between dropping him off at his house, or mine. Pfttt I didn't want him even near my house! What was I thinking! I knew were he lived, we used to be best friends as kids and hung out all the time, but then he killed kids, and became a stranger to me. A lot of people say it's cruel the things I do to him and say to him, but he deserves it after what he did ya those kids! What he did was unforgivable!....and unforgettable...I can still remember that day.

~flash back~

Scotts POV still

I was in the office playing some stupid game on my phone and scrolling threw Pinterest, Mike was off being stupid and Jeremy was will some kids......... but were was Vincent? Now that I think of it I haven't seen him for a little while. I put down my phone and get up from my seat and started off down the hall to  look for him. I found Jeremy playing dolls with a little girl, "hay jere!" "Hi Scott! Meet Hazel!" He said motioning you the Little girl in front of him, I waved and she smiled. "Hay Have you seen Vince anywhere?" He thought for a moment before answering "ya I think I saw him taking a kid to the back room, I asked him what he was doing and he said he was helping that kid get a Freddy mask, but I would assume he would be back by now... I haven't seen him or the kid in a while now that I think about it..." "oh, oh ok. I'll go check the back room then, thanks Jeremy!" "No problem!" He said and continued to play with the girl, the back room eh? That's odd to take a kid back there. I walk down the hall to the back room and put a hand on the door knob...I had a sick feeling tho, something was off...and I something told me to not go in that room...but I did...and what I saw will be engraved in my mind forever. I saw Vincent, in the middle of the room, covered in blood, and laughing hysterically. Around him was 6 dead kids all slaughtered a different way. "Vincent!?" His head snapped up and he quickly stood repeating, "they asked for it, they wanted this, they deserved it" I ran to him shaking him "why!? What did you do!? Why did you do this!?" Then he looked scared...and looked around him frantically, then he looked at me...and began to sob.

~back to reality~

I shuttered at the memory, the smell of blood, the laugh Vincent had, but before I knew it we were at his house....I sat in the driveway for a few seconds before i regained my thoughts and opened the door getting out and took a deep breath of the early morning  air and ran my fingers through my hair, then eventually I opened the back door and picked up Vincent.