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When Vincent came home from taking Vicky out for a walk later that day, he found a few bags sitting outside his apartment. He walked over to the bags and picked one up. He looked inside and felt his stomach drop. Everything he had ever left at her place were in the bags. He took out his key to the apartment and started to unlock it when he heard someone walking down the stairs behind him.
" Vincent, I have been waiting for you." Alice's voice came to him. He tensed up but didn't turn around. "I'm renting the apartment next to yours." He turned around at her words.
" What?" He asked. She smiled.
" I'm going to rent to apartment next to yours. You and I, we are meant to be together." She said. He shook his head.
" What happen last night? Did we have sex?" He asked. Alice smiled.
" It was a wonderful night." She said. Vincent closed his eyes and turned around. He unlocked his apartment and walked in, taking the lease off Vicky. Alice followed in behind him. " I'm thinking we should knock down the wall that our kitchen's share so we can have one big place." Vincent walked over to the couch and sat down.
" This can not be happening." He said softly. She closed his door then walked over to him. She sat down beside him.
" This is going to be wonderful." She let her hand slip through his hair. Vincent stayed staring straight ahead as she played with his hair. He was trying hard to remember anything he could from the night.
" This can not be happening." He said again. He turned and looked at her. " I have to go."
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Vincent walked into the circle and saw the man standing there. His anger perked up again as he walked over to his friends. He whispered to them that that was man who killed Ashley. The man wasn't paying attention to anything other than the TV when Vincent walked up to him. It was this man's fault that Ashley was dead. It was this man's fault that Jillian had broken up with him. He had taken away not one, but two women he loved.
" You new around here?" Vincent asked as his friends moved behind them, locking the door. The man glanced at Vincent then back at the TV.
" Yeah. I don't bet but see, I got this woman and she loves these dog races. Been making me come in here and place these bets for her. She hasn't won but it hasn't stopped her. " He said. The man smiled and sighed slightly. " The things we do for the women we love." Vincent took a few steps away from him.
Lee, one of his friends, came up behind the man and punched him in the back of the head. The man stumbled forward then put his hand to his wound and cursed. He turned around and was punched directly in the nose, causing it to bleed right away. A few of Vincent's other friends jumped into the fight. They punched him until he was laying on the ground, trying to cover his head. Vincent stood back and watched the fight, determined to allow the man to die. He had his arms crossed over his chest, watching and waiting, until Jillian's words came to him. Slowly he dropped his arms.
It wasn't going to bring Ashley back, it won't bring Nick back to Jillian. He thought if he saw the man hurting and bleeding, he'd feel better. If he found out who killed Ashley and got revenge, everything would be fine but that wasn't happening. He was feeling worst. What would Jillian think if she knew he was standing back, watching a man be beaten to death.
" Stop!" Vincent called out. " Don't kill him." He said.
Vincent got the man settled into his car then quickly drove him to the hospital. He parked in the emergency room entrance. He ran around to the passenger side of the car and threw open his door. He started pulling the man out as two nurses came rushing towards him. They brought a bed out and asked Vincent what had happen. Vincent told the nurses he had found the man in an alleyway. The nurses rushed the man in and Vincent left.
( Vincent's POV )
When I got home from the hospital, I collapsed on my couch. I needed to take a shower and change my clothes. The man's blood was all over my shirt. I twirled my phone around in my hand. I wanted to call Jillian. I needed to hear her voice even though I knew she didn't want to talk to me. I felt like shit, I was more than just hung over and heartbroken. I looked at my phone than dialed Jillian's number. It rang and rang but she never picked up. I sighed then turned around and saw Alice standing with her back to her window. I put my hand in my hair and went to take a shower.
I didn't talk to anyone for two weeks. Alice tried to talk to me but I ignored her. I called Jillian a couple of times a day our first week apart. I had started out leaving her pathetic messages. I knew they were pathetic but I couldn't help it. I poured my heart out to her the first two days. I told her I loved her and missed her. I told her I was sorry, I begged her to call me back. After the second day, I started just talking about what I had been doing. I always ended the calls by telling her I loved her. She never called me back and after that first week, I stopped calling.
I started looking around online because I didn't feel right for a few days after I woke up with Alice in my place. Everything I felt and my lack of memory, pointed to me being drugged. I knew Alice would never just come out and tell me what happen so I decided to trick her into telling me. I'd invite her over for a drink, get her drunk and make her tell.
When I got home at the end of the second week, I saw her in her apartment, her back to me. I took a deep breath and set a few things up in my apartment. I made sure she wasn't watching me then I took out two glasses and two bottles of wine. I picked up my phone and dialed her number. When her phone rang, she turned around so she was facing me, then picked it up. I held up a bottle of wine.
" Hey, you wanna come over for a drink." I asked.
" Yes." She said.
I sat across from her at the table and poured her a glass of wine. She took it with a thank you and a smile. I poured myself a glass then we started talking. I asked her about how her community service in the park was going, she asked me about my work. She asked me about how Vicky was doing in the races. I smiled and laughed when I was supposed to during our talk. I watched her drink the wine and as soon as her glass was empty, I filled it up again.
She wasn't paying attention to me, I was taking little sips while she was drinking her wine down. We talked and talked. I opened the second bottle and poured her a glass even though I knew she was good and drunk. She took the glass and downed half of it. I smiled and laid my hand on top of one of hers, making her look at me.
" You know, I know how long you waited for me." I said as I leaned forward. " That's a beautiful thing you did for me." She smiled.
" I did more than just wait for you. I brought you the killer." I felt a cold rush go through me.
" What?" I asked as I pulled my hand away. She laughed.
" I found a cabbie. I spent some time with him while you were with that bitch. I got to know him, got him to trust me, then I dressed him up just the way you said the man that killed Ashley looked like. I sent him into your circle so you could handle him."
" So he wasn't the killer?" I asked.
" No, he was just some cabbie. But I knew if I delivered the killer to you and got rid of Jillian, you'd come and be with me." Alice said.
" And how did you get rid of Jillian?" I asked.
" That night you two broke up, I got you drunk, than I slipped you some pills. When you started to get fucked up, I put a wig on that looked like her hair. I thought that if we just slept together, you'd forget all about her. But you passed out so I undressed you then I got naked and laid with you. I couldn't get you to sleep with me but I thought if you believe we fucked, you'd be with me. Little did I know she'd come here and find us." When she was done talking, I wanted to drill her hard in the face.
" So we didn't sleep together than?" I asked.
" No, not yet." She laughed.
" So you set an innocent man up, made me believe he killed Ashley, then set it up so that Jillian and I would think I fucked you?" This was too perfect. She nodded as she grabbed my hand.
" And now we can be together!" She explained. I shook my head, she really was fucking crazy.
( end Vincent's POV)
