behind the glass

behind the glass

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At least it was all over, and all he had left to do was heal. He knew that he would feel better as long as he had Vincent by his side. He was able to rest instead of having to worry about what William would request of him next. It wasn't much, but he was home. This was what he wanted, right? {This is the sequel to my other fic, tell me what i want to hear! Please read that one before this one to understand the plot!}
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[SEQUEL TO 'A GUY TO DIE FOR'] Sometimes, miracles happen... And sometimes, they come at a price. It's been months since Vincent supposedly died, but as soon as he did, he was rushed to the hospital, and apparently there was still hope. In the end, you still have Vincent, and that means you've got your happy ending. But sadly, everything's about to go downhill all over again. And that means you're no where near 'the end.' Meanwhile, Vincent's mind begins to become clouded with guilt, regret, sadness, worry, and... Insanity. As he tries to push away the bad thoughts and insanity, he realizes it seems impossible. And if he can't fix himself soon, he might just end up hurting someone close to him. And in the midst of it all is an unknown puppet master pulling on both an old friend and Vincent's strings as they struggle to push you aside so they can have control, because they simply can't face the fact... That some colors never fade.

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