Rosie's P.O.V.
I left the pizzeria, but I didn't go home. I went to the local prison to find the man who was convicted of the crime. My heart was still racing from Vincent's kiss. That was my first kiss, and it was by far the worst jump my heart has ever had. But it felt really amazing. I was kind of getting a crush on Vincent by this time.
But I had to shake that thought away from my head so I could get to the prison. I pulled up into the parking lot and went inside, requesting an interview for the man. And within a few minutes, I was sitting at a table across a man who was handcuffed. He had a blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, and he was fairly tall and built. He looked to be about 40 years old.
But I narrowed my eyes and said, "So what's your name?"
With a rough and tired voice, he replied, "Fritz. Fritz Smith."
I raised an eyebrow. Okay. Fritz Smith. Didn't sound like a such a suspicious name.
"That's a nice name, Fritz."
He gave a small, sad smile. "Thanks. What's your name?"
"Rosie."
He chuckled. "Pretty name. So, what brought you to come and see a child killer?"
I crossed my arms. "I know you didn't do it."
Fritz's smile dropped and a serious expression appeared on his face.
"What do you mean? The evidence all points to me." he stated.
I took a breath. "I mean that I know you are innocent. I know you didn't kill those kids. And I know you know it too."
He gave a sly smile. "That's right. I didn't. But who's going to listen to a convicted criminal? No matter how many time I told the police and the CEO of Fazbear Entertainment I didn't do it, they didn't believe me. Those animatronics were stuffed with children by someone else. I told them who did it, but they couldn't believe that little 15 year old Vincent killed those children-"
My eyes widened. "Vincent? You mean Vincent killed those kids?"
He nodded gravely. "I caught him. I went into the backstage to check and make sure the animatronics' servos didn't lock up, and I saw Vincent shoving a dead little girl into Chica. He turned to face me and said, 'Fritz. Don't tell my dad about this, please. These kids were making fun of me.' I vomited on the floor and passed out. And when I woke up, Vincent was gone and the blood and guts had been cleaned up, leaving no evidence behind."
I brought a hand to my mouth. I had kissed a child killer!
"When I checked the security videos, I saw that the footage of the time I caught Vincent was wiped from the hard drive. I knew Vincent had done it, but I couldn't find a way to prove it. A few weeks later, the restaurant began to reek, and it was coming from the animatronics. And blood and mucus started leaking from the robots, and when the health inspection came, he discovered the rotting bodies inside the suits. They checked the security videos, and when they saw that the footage from the night of the murder was gone, they thought I was the killer and that I had deleted the footage to save myself. I was arrested and convicted to 30 years in prison. And I know that the robots come to life at night, because of the souls inside the robots." Fritz explained.
I couldn't hardly believe it. Vincent, the sweet and caring Vincent, was the killer.
"I work with Vincent during night watch, and he knows how to fend off the robots. He doesn't seem that scary or threatening. He really cares for me..." I trailed off.
"You know what you have to do. Don't let him get away with it, Rosie. You need to find a way to prove him guilty." Fritz explained.
My head told me to comply and try to prove Vincent guilty. He was a killer, and he should suffer the consequences. But my heart told me that Vincent was a sweet guy and he would never hurt me, and no matter what, I needed to forgive him and protect him, just as he has done for me.
"Fritz, I like Vincent. He's saved my life many times, and I can't do it!" I told Fritz.
Fritz glared at me. "Vincent is a killer! A child killer! He deserves to be behind bars, where he can't hurt anyone. Hell, he deserves to be in the electric chair!"
I glared back at him and snarled, "I know. But I can't! I care about him too much. He's the closest thing I've had to friend in my entire life. I can't betray a friend."
Fritz chuckled in pure anger. "Rosie, that man is not friend material. He is dangerous, he is crazy and he will kill you. If I were you, I'd rather be lonely and friendless than dead by the hand of my 'friend'."
I raked my hands through my hair. "I know, you're right. Just... j-just give me some time, okay?"
He nodded slowly. "Okay. But you know it has to be done. Sooner or later."
I nodded as I stood up and left the prison. Vincent, my Vincent, was the child killer. I didn't want to say it, but I loved him.