'Oh there's nothing wrong with it but you should be more observant of everything around you lady. A kid who said he was on the verge of losing it and has a hardcover book and a knife in his pocket' Vincent thought as he raised his book up. 'Enough force and i can knock her out and dispose of her somewhere else instead of here and then the blood won't be seen by anyone in the woods.'
The lady got out from under the car. "I really don't see anything dear. It was probably just the car cooling off after moving." The lady said, turning to Vincent and getting a confused look as she saw him with the raised book. "Uh… what are you doing?"
"Oh nothing." Vincent smirked as he swung the book with force.
"Ow! What was that for? What has gotten into you, Vincent?" The lady said, surprised as she held her face in pain. Vincent growled. "Damn it missed oh well this won't be easy then." Vincent hissed reaching into his pocket.
"Vincent! Truly, what has gotten into you! I know you're angry from earlier, but try to let go a bit!" The lady said, still holding her face.
"You'd know if you had listened to my words from earlier." Vincent hissed gripping the handle of the knife in his pocket.
"Vincent! You're sounding like a murderer! Try not to be how people perceive your condition, alright?" She sighed, pulling her hands away as her eyes widened at the sight of the knife.
"Like i had said. Some people are just pushed too far. Maybe if you had listened to my cries, and plea's you'd see why i'm truly acting this way." Vincent growled.
"Vincent. Please. Put the knife down. Think about what you're doing." The lady pleaded, backing away.
"I have millions of times, now please don't struggle and scream. Makes step two harder." Vincent smiled.
"Vincent. Please. I have a husband. Family. I'm sorry for whatever i've done, but please don't do this." The lady pleaded, tearing up out of fear.
"I had a family but that's gone, I have a new family right. One that so call wants me. You pushed me too far and I finally said you know what fine to the darkness that was oh so comforting." Vincent growled.
"Vincent. You'll have nowhere to go. You can't drive,for one. You'll be stranded." The lady tried to convince him.
"Doesn't bother me, I'm a smart kid I can find a way to live. Sad to say well not really sad. But you won't be seeing how well I turn out and what you're ignoring my cries have done to me." Vincent said.
"Even if you take my card you won't be able to live on your own. You can't work. You can't live for yourself." She said, her eyes fixed on the knife.
"Maybe not in a city but it's not all that hard to survive in the wild for a little and plus. I'm a kid there's got to be a few good hearts to help me out." Vincent shrugged.
"Vincent. Please. You're only hurting yourself by doing this. You'll have blood on your hands that i don't want you to struggle with." She said, breathing heavily in panic.
"No i'm freeing myself from more pain by doing this. I'm only going to be put into homes repeatedly till everyone is fed up with me and thrown out so im seeing myself out." Vincent hissed. The lady's eyes widened and she took another step back, before slipping out of her heels and setting off at a run into the bushes. Vincent growled as he quickly chased after her. The lady was far ahead, having a head start and quickly ran, pushing everything out of her way. Vincent quickly dodging a few things cracking back into place. She tripped over one bush catching on her skirt, shrieking as she fell. Vincent smirked as he picked up his pace grateful for having been in physical education and learned how to pace himself and for his youth for more energy. There was a gasp of pain and a 'oh shit' from the lady as she could be heard trying to crawl away.
"Still trying to run?" Vincent laughed.
"Please don't hurt me. Please." She whimpered, holding her ankles in pain.
"Give me one hell of a reason why i shouldn't take your life that top's you know too much now." Vincent scoffed
"Please. I won't say a word of this! I will listen more, i swear! Just please don't kill me!" The woman sobbed.
"Hmm…. Don't kill the one who has ignored me for the longest and taken me to places where i've been abused and tore me apart from my family making all my sisters and brothers cry or not and have the chance of her telling others of what i've done. Such a toughie." Vincent said a little too cheerful as he gripped the knife tightly in his hand.
"Vincent! Please!" the woman sobbed, curling into a ball on the ground. "Please stop this! You're scaring me!"
"Good, you should fear what you've created. Like i said i'm fucked up in the brain and called out for help from this darkness! Everyone just laughed and said i made it up. Well is this made up, huh?! Is this insanity that i've fallen into made up!" Vincent said angrily.
"Someone help! Anyone!" She yelled out, crying.
"No one can hear you out here maybe you didn't notice but you ran in a perfect way and made it isolated. Just you me and a knife, with animals to clean up after me. So that is the only thing i can thank you for." Vincent growled. The lady whimpered and curled up into a ball, crying into her hands.
"Now just don't struggle and i'll be a lot easier and less painful." Vincent chuckled
The lady sobbed into her hands as she went still, apparently submitting to her fate.
"Hmm… now lets see here we could draw it out or make it simple and fast." Vincent laughed a little.
"Please. Please just do it quickly." The lady sobbed.
"Oh but you've dragged my pain out so why should i make yours short." Vincent chuckled. The lady sniffled and sat up, as if ready to run again.
"Really you're still going to try and run from me. I guess it is only natural from the will to survive. But why do you want to survive, what dose this life have to offer you? I'll hunt you down i've got sharp eyes and quick and steady feet. knowledge of the wild, and a want that is easily taken care of as long as you cooroperate." Vincent said.
"Why are you doing this? What do you gain out of killing me?" She sobbed as she tried to get up and collapsed.
"I get to see the pain in your face that i've had once before. That damn cheerful attitude will be gone and i can relieve myself of a chain locking me to that cursed place and the thing that dragged me from the one place that I wanted to stay. You don't understand the pain i'm in, the complete and utter loss of your family hurts like hell. And you're the one who dragged me away from them, they loved me and i loved them. Before i was there all i ever had was hate and fake love, pain and suffering. My vision on the world only happy in books where i could run and be free while i was stuck in a cage my mind could wander and it could think. create, and just feel alive! But almost every time i felt like maybe i can deal with this pain if i let someone know to get them to stop, i reached out every day i reached tried to grab this thing called a happy life and for a while i had it." Vincent said seemingly annoyed and stunned. "But then it was torn away from me, i'll never get all of their sad and crying faces or their cries out of my mind as i was forced to leave, and the one who protected me from one's who hurt me cry. And actually get him to warm up, because i could see the darkness that was starting to cloud around him so i reached out for him and he started to reach back, now i have no clue if he will ever open up ever again. What has been messed up in those kids from my absence? I was there brother not adopted brother but like an actual brother! I was loved i was taken care of i had a happy life! Gone in a moment it feels like. I don't care if someone told you to do such things. But you did it you had a choice to see the kid who was reaching out had finally found his place and you fucking ruined his happiness!" Vincent shouted angrily. "You had a choice to say he found his place finally but no instead you said we know where you should go even if it isn't where you want to fucking go. You chose. Not me, not your coworkers. You didn't see how much i struggled to not leave that place. I normally left without a word at the other places but no i fought to be there! My family cried to see me leave! You know what that dose to a person? It breaks them down! Mentally, emotionally and it fucking hurts physically. I already had a weak mind from my damned disease, i've been hurt so much my emotions are brittle, i've been abused and hit so many times i'm used to the feel of pain." Vincent growled.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry! Please don't do this…" She whimpered. "Killing me won't take you back to them. It won't bring anything back."
"I have my mind set on this. Very set. I know that im not stupid. But it will help my mind feel free and just so much better." Vincent said
The lady gulped and looked around for something that could be used to fend Vincent off, her face falling as she saw there was nothing.
"V-v-vincent. Please. You're scaring me. Please let me go." The lady whimpered. "I promise i'll do better. I promise."
"No promises are always broken ALWAYS!" Vincent snapped.
"I promise I'll do better! I swear!" The lady cried.
"NO! You won't! Promises are always broken, especially from you." Vincent hissed angrily.
"Please. I'm like your mother. I've raised you all through this. I think of you as my son. I love you as a son!" The lady cried.
"If you had loved me you would have taken me in as your own, and your only saying that to spare your own life thinking that i'd spare you. Human nature." Vincent rolled his eyes.
"I couldn't have taken you in! But i think of you as my son. All of my coworkers love you, as our family." She sniffled.
"LIES!" Vincent snapped angrily.
"No! It's true! It's all true!" She said desperately.
"Why should i believe you?! You've caused me this pain all of it! How could you love someone if you cause them pain and turn a blind eye when they reach out, how could you just say i made it up?! If you so called love me you'd protect me like Scott did!" Vincent hissed.
"B-b-but we also brought you something good. We brought you to Scott, didn't we?" She whimpered.
"That was the only good you ever did then you fucking ripped it away almost like saying here have a taste of what you'll never have ever again." Vincent said tears rolling down his face even if his eyes were cold.
"I-i'm sorry. I'll take you back. I swear i will." She sobbed.
"What would that matter! As you said they have no room for me right. You're only doing your job." Vincent snapped.
"B-but i can take you back! You can live there! Just please let me go. Please…" She sobbed.
"Your pleas fall on broken ears. and flowed into a fucked up mind. and a feeling of wanting revenge." Vincent hissed
"Please. Spare me. I beg of you." She pleaded. "I'll do anything."
Vincent laughed sound even crazier than his words. "Spare you? SPARE YOU?! Ha! What a laugh. Spare the root of my pain when i'm trying to escape it." Vincent laughed.
"Please! I'm begging you! Begging!" she sobbed, even more scared.
"Beg all you want. That sweet and quiet boy you once knew you killed. Know he's lost in a darkness of his own mind." Vincent said.
"Please. Just let me live, or make it quick. Please." She sniffled.
"You don't deserve a quick death." Vincent growled taking a step closer towards her. She gulped seeing him walk closer and she tried to stand again, only to collapse as she cried out in pain, her ankles leaving her unable to move. Vincent chuckled almost happily. "Oh go ahead and cry out in pain already wonderful to the ear." Vincent said as he was just a step away from her.