Runaway : A Sequel to Unexpected Text Messages

Chapter 4: Hello Kitty Band Aids

Y/n's POV:

" So...you live with your brothers?"

He nodded, digging in the kit for bandages. He pulled out quite a few semi questionable items, some of which looked....less than sanitary to say the least. Vincent finally pulled out an old beat up box of Hello Kitty Bandages. He looked between me and the box frantically for a moment.

His eyes widened as he tried to stuff them back into the box.

Aw, he's trying to seem more masculine. Alright, alright, just play it cool, act as though this isn't the cutest thing I've seen in my life.

" Yo, Hello Kitty? That's fucking bad ass my man."

Holy fucking shit  I sound like a white college frat boy.

Vincent looked up at me in confusion, and held out the box, asking a silent question.

" Hell yeah I want Hello Kitty band aids." I said, way too excitedly for my own good. Vincent looked somewhat relieved, and began to put the bandages over my cuts. I watched him as he worked, noticing the way his eyes seemed to harden in concentration.

I cleared my throat slightly.

I don't know what else to talk about at this point. Should we gossip about why we think Hannibal betrayed us? Nah, I've already made the mistake of sounding like a classic frat boy, the last thing I want to do is become that one blonde cheerleader from every horror movie ever. 'Oh emm gee did you hear that Hanny the Canny actually had like, a secret boyfriend or something?!?! What a WhOrE' What else could I talk about? Maybe I should ask him about himself, or maybe he would want to know something about me? Fucking hell that sounded way too narcissistic. Well I've gotta say something, the silence is getting to the point of being awkward. C'mon ( y/n ) think, I know you're not used to doing that but damn-

" So, how did you get into sculpture making?" I asked awkwardly.

Holy fucking shit how has someone not killed me yet?

Vincent looked at me, a small smile seemed to appear from under his mask. He pulled his notepad towards him and began to scribble something down. 

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐱 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐦 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐱 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐁𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧; 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐞𝐬. 

" Oh, so you did it more out of necessity rather than hobby?"

𝐈 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.

" Damn I wish someone loved me like that." I sighed dramatically.

𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐮? 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

" You're right, you're right, I was just joking. You know, I never thought that you of all people would know a ton about romance, no offence."

𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐤 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐨'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.

" You know what, that makes a lot of sense. We should watch them together the next time Bo goes out."  I said with a small chuckle. Vincent continued to apply the band aids until all of my scratches were covered.

Damn, I look like one of those pastel girls from 2016 tumblr, except without the expensive clothes or the weird mustache finger tattoos. 

" Thanks for the help by the way, I couldn't of fixed myself up this good if I tried."

Vincent patted me on the head as he stood up. He began to put the med kit back where he got it from. Once he had finished putting things away, he grabbed me by the hand.

" Oh? Where are you taking me big guy?" I asked.

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

" Ah, well that definitely doesn't sound menacing at all. Lead the way."