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~Vincent's POV~

Emily slept peacefully next to me in the passenger seat as I drove down the desolate highway.  It had been nearly two hours since we left the hospital and the silence of the ride was becoming too much to bare.  So I switched on the radio for a little background noise.  My eyes lit up when Betty Everett's angelic voice blasted through the speakers.

"If you want to know if he loves you so it's in his kiss....that's where it is!"  I sang along with the lovely songstress until I heard my sweet Emily groaning.  She was finally awake!  I switched off the radio and turned my head to steal a glance of her.  Her eyes were pinched shut and she had her hand on her forehead. 

"Don't worry..." I said, "You just have a headache from the will pass soon."  Emily's eyes shot open at the sound of my voice and she looked at me like a scared rabbit staring into the face of a carniverous hawk. "Please, don't be afraid." I begged, disheartened by the fact that she still looked at me that way.  "I'm not going to hurt you."

She ignored me as she shot her hands towards the door handle and tried to pull it open, moaning when it wouldn't budge.  "I switched on the child proof lock." I explained, "You won't be able to-" My thought was abruptly halted when she started beating my shoulder with her fists.

"Let me out of here!"  She screamed in my ear, causing me to nearly swerve off of the road.  I quickly slammed on the breaks and watched as her head slammed back into her seat.  My heart was pounding rapidly as I pulled over to the side of the road.  I turned off the car and inhaled a few calming breaths of air before grabbing a handful of Emily's hair.

"What the hell is the matter with you!?" I yelled, snatching her closer to me.  "You could have killed us!"

I released her and grasped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. How could I have been so stupid?  Of course, she would fight me.  She was still afraid of me...even more so after I attacked her stupid friend.  It's not like I wanted to hurt Hope.  She left me no choice.

Sighing, I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a roll of duct tape.  Emily stared at me in angry silence as I bound her hands together.  "I'm sorry I have to do this..." I said, "But I cannot allow you to get out of control."

"I'm out of control!?"  Emily asked, dumbfounded.  She sputtered a few inaudible words at me and turned her head away from me, huffing and puffing like a spoiled child.  And the next words that proceeded from her mouth hit me like a ton of bricks.  "God, I hate you!"

I grabbed my chest and pinched back a flood of tears.  How could she say such a thing!?  I've done nothing but try to win her love and this is how she treats me?  No, I couldn't let her words get to me.  She was still very angry and confused.  Those friends of hers probably told her all kinds of lies about me, trying to pollute her mind and turn her against me.

Well, no more!  This time is going to be different.  This time I'm taking her to a place far away from all the lies, a place where I will spend every waking moment with her.  I was going to make her love me!  Whether she liked it or not...


The next forty five minutes were plagued with uncomfortable silence.  Emily continued staring out of the window until something caught her eyes; an almost missable sign that read 'Flo's Diner, Five miles ahead.' 

"Vincent, can we please stop?" Emily pleaded, "I really have to pee."

"No, we're almost home." I said more coldly then I meant to. 

"Please..." She begged again.  "I feel like I'm about to wet my pants."

"You should have thought of that before-" I stopped and sighed when her green eyes filled with tears.  "....Okay, fine." I said, "But if you try anything stupid-"

"I won't!"  She cried too quickly.  "I promise."

Two minutes passed before I pulled into the dirt parking lot of the diner.  I could feel my face twist in disgust as I examined the diner.  It was a small chrome building with three busted windows and a door that looked like it was about to fall off of it's hinges.  'People actually EAT here?' I thought as I climbed out of the car, opening Emily's door and untying her hands.

"You have thirty seconds to use the bathroom." I said, pulling her out of the car.  She started eagerly walking towards the door and I grabbed her arm and issued her a stern warning. "I'm'd better not try anything.  I don't want to have to hurt anyone else."

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