3-Person POV :
as Y/N cries into vincent shoulder, all the boys turn and look at her scars and bruises, earning gasps and worried looks. "where do you live. from now on, your staying with me. do you understand?" vincent says, with a serious and scary tone.you lead vincent to your house, he goes inside as you wait outside as he asked. next thing you know, you hear yelling, screaming and something smashing. your temper to go inside, but remember what vincent said.
after about 5 minutes of silence from the banging, vincent walks out with some blood on him and bloody fists. "v-vincent.. what did you do.." you say, with fear, terror and some joy in your voice.
"nothing princess—" he purrs our from the back of his throat, making you blush "— we are going to our house now."
inside the car, you turn on the radio to make it less awkward. before you know it, your favourite song comes on and you get really exited. vincent sees your actions and turn up the music for you, before you know it, you start singing.
(start of song, play now if u want)
Johnny, don't leave me
You said you'd love me forever
Honey, believe me
I'll have your heart on a platter
Might you recall
We've got a small family business
And the family won't like thisThey'll bust your knee caps
Ooh wop de do wop de do
They'll bust your knee caps
Ooh wop de do wop de doJohnny, you told me
You were no fool, you were no chump
Then you got cold feet
Now all you'll be is a speed bump
It's something we call
Oh, just a small family business
And the family won't like thisThey'll bust your knee caps
Ooh wop de do wop de do
They'll bust your knee caps
That's what they're going to doJohnny, there's still time
Together I know, we'd go so far
I'll tell uncle Rocco
To call off the guys with the crowbars
You call it crime
We call it smart family business
And the family is famousBust your knee caps
Bust your knee caps
It's such a shame
That you became such an issue
Oh dear Johnny, I'll miss youThey'll bust your knee caps
Ooh wop de do wop de do
They'll bust your knee caps
That's what they're going to do
They'll bust your knee caps
Ooh wop de do wop de doThey'll bust your knee caps
Ooh yeah they're coming for you
Bust your knee caps
Ooh, bust your knee caps
Bust your knee caps
Ooh, bust your knee caps(end of song)
"jeez Y/N, your good at singing. u tried youtube?" you laugh at vincent's comment and walk inside his house, because singing makes everything go faster. you walk in, put your phone and purse down and lay on the couch.
"well, i don't have anything from my house. i have barely any money aswell, what now" you say under your breath, holding your head in your hands. vincent heads what you said and rubs your back. "it's ok, we can get it back. i'll get it back."
you look at him and smile, while turning on the TV. just random stuff, nothing important. "where an i sleeping?" you question vincent. "well, the guest bedroom is in use by mike when he comes back to you need to sleep with me~"
you blush at the words, then realise. "won't mike be mad that i'm here?" vincent stares at the ground for a second. "nah, he'll be fine with it once he hears why your here. i'll show you to our bedroom."
after getting into a crop top and shorts, you lay in bed and think about what your gonna do. you sleep until being awoken by your alarm. 'right.. work' you think while getting up, seeing vincent sleeping peacefully. the night was the same, but not many attacks. on a better note, you survived! yay...
you go back into bed, seeing vincent awake and staring at the roof as you hop into bed. next thing you know, vincent turns around, looks at your sad and tearful face, and hugs you tightly. "i'm sorry you needed to deal with your father.. but it's gonna be ok now." you fall asleep in his arms, rapping your arms around his chest.
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Chapter 5 Complete
Word Count : 769
A/N :
well shit i don't know what to do for next chapter.. ideas? what do u guys want? a lemon? LIKE TELL ME PLEASE I DONT KNOW-
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