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After a while you where sleeping you felt there was more weight on your chest, opening your looking down you saw Vincent on you and you also noticed that you where also hugging him and he was doing the same having his arms around your waist, slightly you blushed as he was purring or silently snoring either way it was cute.

Vincent the started to move his head lightly and looked at you, he didn’t seem to be fazed that he was on you or that he was licking you?! “umm Vincent can you not lick me please” you spoke pleading like this isn’t right and please more “but you didn’t mind me going on top of you” you blushed “I-we-you, this is different’ I didn’t notice nor invite you on the couch did I?” you questioned him and he seemed to be looking up but you really couldn’t tell the way his eyes where, “umm no” he looked away and blushed “sorry, I’ll get off now” he slid off and landed with a thud but stayed there “owe” you look at him as he’s on the floor, you where still a little tired “you know the worst thing about having these freak outs I’m having?” he asked he turned his head to see if you were paying attention and you were at full attention “that I relive all that I have done but I’m the children that get killed, over and over again, I scream and plead but I-I- I” again he started to tear up having to relive the children being murdered, “its worst then being tortured, its not someone else giving me pain but myself, I hate feeling this disgusting feeling, and tears that never stop, I might as well cry blood” you sighed and turned him around on his back and then touched his nose “boop” you spoke and sticking your tongue out, he then stopped and looked at you, and you smiled “hey it worked” you poked his nose again and he smiled lightly, you smiled back and then got off the couch “hungry?” you walked to the kitchen “toast?” he smiled his tears seemed to be gone now, smiling and went to make some, after awhile you and Vincent where watching (movie) and he was laying on the couch with his head in your lap as you where petting him behind his ears, he really enjoys being petted, maybe he was a cat or a dog in a previous life and whenever you scratch a certain spot you see him shiver just a bit and purr but when you stop he whimpers until you start again. Hours have passed as you where sleeping but then hearing the door bell ringing “hello this it the police and we need to talk to you” wide awake you are now and carefully took Vincent off you and wobbled to the door you hair was a mess and opened the door the main door but you still have the screen door in between you and the cops “yes?” you rubbed your eyes from sleep and yawned “where sorry to wake you (sir/miss) but we where informed that you where with someone that may be the killer of the 5 children, may we come on the search your house?” he sounded kind for you to obliged but you knew about the police standers when searching your (apartment/house) “do you have a warrant?” you asked the cops and they seemed to be a little surprised, at your response “if you don’t have one then come back when you do have one” you then yawned again “but (sir/miss) please understand that there’s a dangerous criminal in our missed” he was putting emotion in to his words but you where having none of it “well I’m sorry but I still don’t see why you have to search my (apartment/house) just because someone else told you that I was with this so called killer, they may have mistaken me with someone else” you leaned on the door frame “oh I’m sorry, I think we may have, I just got word, sorry for disturbing you” you nodded accepting the apology and they walked off, you sighed and closed the door and walked back to the couch but saw Vincent wasn’t there any more “Vincent?” looking all around the house, no trace of him and you where getting a little worried “Vincent!, t-this isn’t funny, Vinc!” you walk in to your room and sit on your bed, now worried what he might do to himself or others you start to tear up as you realize you miss him, after 30 minutes you went to get your coat as it had started to rain “poor thing must be scared, cold” as you then just open the door you saw some one at the door lighting lighted who it was, but not recognizing him “hello my name is Scott, I was wondering if you have seen a guy, by the name of Vincent, you see he was a friend of mine and he hasn’t come home since” he had a old phone mask on it looked strange but no time to asked questions, even though you cant see his face you clearly saw he was worried for his friend “yes I do know him” you smiled and closed your door “great, where is he?” he sounded excited “that’s the thing, I don’t know, the cops came by and I think he may have gotten scared and ran off” you spoke sadly as you walked and Scott followed “this cant good, he need to find him before he hurts himself or someone else” he started to walk faster ‘you just read my mind’ you thought and followed.

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After a while you where sleeping you felt there was more weight on your chest, opening your looking down you saw Vincent on you and you also noticed that you where also hugging him and he was doing the same having his arms around your waist, slightly you blushed as he was purring or silently snoring either way it was cute.

Vincent the started to move his head lightly and looked at you, he didn’t seem to be fazed that he was on you or that he was licking you?! “umm Vincent can you not lick me please” you spoke pleading like this isn’t right and please more “but you didn’t mind me going on top of you” you blushed “I-we-you, this is different’ I didn’t notice nor invite you on the couch did I?” you questioned him and he seemed to be looking up but you really couldn’t tell the way his eyes where, “umm no” he looked away and blushed “sorry, I’ll get off now” he slid off and landed with a thud but stayed there “owe” you look at him as he’s on the floor, you where still a little tired “you know the worst thing about having these freak outs I’m having?” he asked he turned his head to see if you were paying attention and you were at full attention “that I relive all that I have done but I’m the children that get killed, over and over again, I scream and plead but I-I- I” again he started to tear up having to relive the children being murdered, “its worst then being tortured, its not someone else giving me pain but myself, I hate feeling this disgusting feeling, and tears that never stop, I might as well cry blood” you sighed and turned him around on his back and then touched his nose “boop” you spoke and sticking your tongue out, he then stopped and looked at you, and you smiled “hey it worked” you poked his nose again and he smiled lightly, you smiled back and then got off the couch “hungry?” you walked to the kitchen “toast?” he smiled his tears seemed to be gone now, smiling and went to make some, after awhile you and Vincent where watching (movie) and he was laying on the couch with his head in your lap as you where petting him behind his ears, he really enjoys being petted, maybe he was a cat or a dog in a previous life and whenever you scratch a certain spot you see him shiver just a bit and purr but when you stop he whimpers until you start again. Hours have passed as you where sleeping but then hearing the door bell ringing “hello this it the police and we need to talk to you” wide awake you are now and carefully took Vincent off you and wobbled to the door you hair was a mess and opened the door the main door but you still have the screen door in between you and the cops “yes?” you rubbed your eyes from sleep and yawned “where sorry to wake you (sir/miss) but we where informed that you where with someone that may be the killer of the 5 children, may we come on the search your house?” he sounded kind for you to obliged but you knew about the police standers when searching your (apartment/house) “do you have a warrant?” you asked the cops and they seemed to be a little surprised, at your response “if you don’t have one then come back when you do have one” you then yawned again “but (sir/miss) please understand that there’s a dangerous criminal in our missed” he was putting emotion in to his words but you where having none of it “well I’m sorry but I still don’t see why you have to search my (apartment/house) just because someone else told you that I was with this so called killer, they may have mistaken me with someone else” you leaned on the door frame “oh I’m sorry, I think we may have, I just got word, sorry for disturbing you” you nodded accepting the apology and they walked off, you sighed and closed the door and walked back to the couch but saw Vincent wasn’t there any more “Vincent?” looking all around the house, no trace of him and you where getting a little worried “Vincent!, t-this isn’t funny, Vinc!” you walk in to your room and sit on your bed, now worried what he might do to himself or others you start to tear up as you realize you miss him, after 30 minutes you went to get your coat as it had started to rain “poor thing must be scared, cold” as you then just open the door you saw some one at the door lighting lighted who it was, but not recognizing him “hello my name is Scott, I was wondering if you have seen a guy, by the name of Vincent, you see he was a friend of mine and he hasn’t come home since” he had a old phone mask on it looked strange but no time to asked questions, even though you cant see his face you clearly saw he was worried for his friend “yes I do know him” you smiled and closed your door “great, where is he?” he sounded excited “that’s the thing, I don’t know, the cops came by and I think he may have gotten scared and ran off” you spoke sadly as you walked and Scott followed “this cant good, he need to find him before he hurts himself or someone else” he started to walk faster ‘you just read my mind’ you thought and followed.