Love is a Three Letter Word [You]

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Vincent didn't always keep a garden but since the events with Aleister, he figured some human remains would make a nice fertilizer. Luckily for him, these tomatoes were looking very nice. "Those look so good," Alois beamed, staring at the nice plump tomato.

"Yes," Vincent smiled.

"You were right, Claude was appeased by the watch but he still hates you."

"I imagine he does."

"He is such a bastard," Alois sighed. "I don't know what Hannah saw in him."

"She didn't see anything. She saw a child that she loved and a man with easy money and a place to stay," Vincent patted Alois on the head. "She did what she thought was best."

"I thought I told you to stay away from him," Claude grabbed Alois's wrist and yanked him up to his feet.

"You need to let go," Vincent stood up and pointed his gardening hand hoe at Claude.

"Or else what," he sneered.

"You need to let go," Vincent repeated, staring coldly into Claude's eyes.

"You little-" Claude let go only to move towards Vincent. He lunged and the two fell towards the ground. Vincent winced, not liking the impact but at least the dirt here was pretty soft. He'd dropped his only weapon in the process though. Vincent glanced down at his hand to see how far it went but Claude didn't give him a lot of time to plan his next move. He started punching Vincent's torso. Typical. Can't attack visible areas or people will ask questions. Vincent allowed him to think he had the upper hand as he continued to think about what to do next. However...

Alois didn't do much thinking. He grabbed the handheld hoe and hit Claude's neck as hard as he could with it. Blood splurted out every which direction and neighboring animals flew away or started barking. Vincent lay underneath the bleeding out Claude, staring up at the sky as blood trailed down his face and neck. Well, that was unexpected.

"Oh my god," Alois stared at his hand holding the hoe and dropped it. "I killed him?" he looked back at Claude and then his hands.

"It was self-defense," Vincent stated, shoving Claude off of him. "But, now we have to figure out what to do with the body."

"With the body?" Alois started crying. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Vincent, I'm sorry," he repeated himself and began shaking. "I don't want to go to jail. I don't want you to go to jail either. I just..."

"It's going to be okay," Vincent patted Alois's head and smiled. "I just need you to stand guard in case someone comes, okay? It's still bright outside so one wrong move could have us in a very unfortunate situation. Luckily there aren't any cameras on this side of the building and the traffic is pretty light at this time of day. Go make sure no one comes," Vincent pointed to the fence. Alois nodded and got in position.

Vincent stared at the body and frowned. He might be able to use a tarp to wrap it up in and then he could shift the dirt so the blood wasn't that noticeable. But where would he put the body? The trunk of his car might work but it was only a temporary fix. The heat of the sun would cause the body to smell and he couldn't have that. Vincent sighed and continued thinking of solutions. He had to think while working so he started moving the body into a tarp. He wrapped it up and tied the ends with some rope from the shed.

"Alois, I need you to help me carry this now," Vincent picked up one end of the tarp. Alois nodded and tried his best to pick up the other half. Diedrich was coming over later so they really needed to get this figured out before then. Timing is everything.

"You can place your half on the car for now but I need you to get my keys and unlock the trunk." Alois did as he said and walked over to Vincent. He moved his hands around in his pockets trying to find the keys and was unable to. He was too preoccupied with the fact he just killed someone and also the fact he could probably touch Vincent's dick right now using the pocket. To be horny or terrified. Alois wasn't sure which to be. He finally found the keys and dropped them a good three times before figuring out how to unlock a trunk. He managed it and dropped the keys again.