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Throughout these few weeks I've gotten better. Vincent is now stuck to my hip and won't leave my side, even if I want him to. He even switched classes so all our classes are together now.Now it's 12:05 am and I can't seem to sleep because every time I close my eyes, the night he raped me appears in my mind. I stop my song IFHY- Tyler The Creator- ft. Pharrell and get out of my bed to head to the kitchen. I grab a cup of milk and chug that down hoping that will make me sleepy. I place down the cup of milk on my night stand and get in my bed.
When I close my eyes a ping in heard. I open my eyes and sit up only to let out a sigh of relief when I see it was my phone. I lay back down, grab my phone and see that Vincent sent me a text,
Vinny☽
: Can't sleep. You up?Me
: I can't sleep either, wanna ft?Vinny☽
: Sure.I glide my finger across the pick up button. Vincent appears on my screen smiling. "Hey Amour." He says his voice raspy.
"Hey Vincent."
Instead of an awkward silence, a peaceful silence surrounds us. "You know, I never got to thank you."
"Thank me for what?" He asks now sitting up.
"For sticking with me, and helping me. I mean I got r-raped and you stuck by me. Thank you Vincent." I think by now I had tears in my eye.
"Fuck, don't cry Amour. I didn't do all those things because I wanted to, I needed to. You're my best friend Amour even if our first encounter wasn't the best I still stuck by you. I needed to be by you, I needed to help you, I needed to be there for you." He says.
I wipe my remaining tears. "No ones really been like this to me."
He smiles. "I'm glad I was the first one. Now, I'm coming over we're going to the beach."
"Vincent it's 12:55 am I'm not going to the beach."
"Oop sorry I'm already here open you're front door."
And just like that I heard knocking. I grab my black sweater and drape it around my shoulders. I walk down my steps quietly making sure not to wake my mom. I open the front door and there he stood in some grey sweatpants, a white shirt, with a grey sweater.
"Hey beautiful." He says grabbing my hand and bringing me closer to him, so our chest are pressed up against together.
"Hi."
"Let's go."
We walk hand in hand to his car, he helps me in and gets in himself. "I don't understand why we're going to the beach?" I ask him.
He lets out a throaty chuckle, "I can't take my best friend to the beach?"
I let out a chuckle myself enjoying the sound of Is This Love- Bob Marley & The Wailers. We pull up to the beach, Vincent helps me out and we start to walk towards the water.
"N'est-ce pas ce bel amour?"
I turn to him with a raised eyebrow. "What did you say?" I ask clueless.
"I said, isn't this beautiful Amour?"
I nod looking up at the night sky. "It is." I reply. We sit down on the sound listening to the sounds of the waves crashing against each other.
Vincent places his head on my thigh, I put my hand in his hair, playing with it. "That day you saved me did you go to Daniels house and beat him up?" I say out of the blue.
"Yeah I did. I punched him in the eye and warned him to stay away from you, guess that fucker didn't listen."
"Um, also after he raped me and you dropped me home, where did you go cause Daniel came back to school with a whole lot of bruises and cuts."
"Oh yeah I beat him up, that's all."
Vincent- I didn't just beat him up I tortured him but I wouldn't tell Leilani that."Oh thank you a whole lot. You impacted my life more than I thought." A tear slid from my face and onto his cheek. Vincent wipes my face with his thumb. "You're gonna make me cry Amour."
"Sorry." I say letting out a giggle.
I look in his eyes and lean down, placing my lips on his forehead.
"Thank you Vincent, I'll make sure I give you something one day.""The something I want and need is in front of me right now." He whispers to himself.
This chapter was sweet. I now know that Vincent will always be there for me through thick and thin. I never asked for him, but I'm glad he's there.
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