Vincent tensed up, clutching at my clothes. The gang stared at Vincent, wondering what he did and what was the answer. "Can we go somewhere, more private? " Vincent asked, letting go of my shirt. I followed Vincent towards the parts and service room. He sighed and slowly sat down. I sat down infront of him and glared at him softly. "I did this because... " Vincent started. "Because I don't know.. " I stared angrily at Vincent. 'He doesn't know?! Doesn't he realized he made five families go through losing a love one!?!' I thought. "So you did it for no reason.? " I asked quietly. Vincent's breath hitched, noticing my expressions on my face. "N-no! I mean, I just.. " Vincent rubbed his hands together. My lip quivered as I stared at Vincent. "I just don't know why I killed those kids.. " I shook my head violently. "There is always a reason, Vincent!" I growled. Vincent stopped and looked to the side. "Maybe it's because, I love you.. " he mumbled. "So you killed poor kids just because of me!? " I yelled.

Vincent shifted. I realized how mean I was being. "Sorry.. " I mumbled, looking at the concrete floor. Vincent frowned before hugging me. "You shouldn't be sorry... " Vincent hugged tighter. I gasped as I felt metal pierce into my back. Warm liquid ran down my back and soaked into my uniform. I started to cry, loudly. I stared at Vincent's face the whole time. "W-why!?" I stuttered, trying my hardest to stay awake. Vincent's face was stern and maybe a bit of worry. He pulled his knife out and let me go, making me fall backwards. I fell on my head, breathing loudly. Vincent looked down at me, raising his knife again, ready to stab me. I closed my eyes tightly, ready for the pain in my stomach to start. Before I felt pain, I felt dry lips kiss mine. I opened my eyes to see Vincent. He leaned out, knife still in hand. He stabbed my stomach.

I gasped, trying to slip away from my killer. Blood ran down my head as he hit me with a metal animatronic skeleton. "HELP ME! " I screamed, blood pouring out my mouth. "PLEASE SOMEONE! " "Why won't you die!? " Vincent growled. I held the knife in his hand, trying to forget the pain. Blood ran down my wrist and arm. The door flew open, revealing Mike, Jeremy, Fritz, and Scott. I gasped for air, trying to desperately crawl my way to the group, only to be tugged by Vincent. Vincent stopped after noticing Mike, staring at him in anger. Scott ran and punched Vincent.

(THEORY TIME (づ￣ ³￣)づ )

"AFTER THIS WE CAN ALL BE TOGETHER! " Vincent yelled. (Picture this as a really dark anime..) Scott stared at Vincent, waiting on him to move. "I ALWAYS WANTED TO HAVE KIDS WITH Y/N, BUT SHE NEVER FELT THE SAME. NEVER! I KILLED THOSE KIDS SO THEY CAN BE OUR CHILDREN. I WOULD KILL YOU THEN ME SO WE CAN ALL BE TOGETHER!" My legs were weak as Jeremy and Mike held me up. Fritz stayed in the back, watching. "AFTER THAT WE WOULD TAKE CARE OF THOSE KIDS, AND YOU WOULD HAVE NO CHOICE, BUT TO LOVE ME!"

THEORY IS OVER

Vincent looked at Scott."IF YOU WEREN'T IN THE DAMN WAY MAYBE SHE WOULD LOVE ME MORE! " Vincent screamed. He charged at Scott with a knife, only for Scott to flip him. "You are completely out of it, Vince.. " Scott chuckled softly. Vincent looked up at Scott from the floor, fire and determination in his mind. Fritz walked up to Scott like a fan girl, along with a little boy. "How did you do that!? " Fritz asked in interest. Vincent got to his feet and grabbed Fritz and held the knife close to his double chin. "Give me the girl or fatty gets it.. " Scott glared at me and then Mike, who was helping me. Mike sighed and shoved into Scott. I looked up at Scott with tears in my eyes. scott handed me to Vincent and Vincent let Fritz go. "Duck.. " Scott chuckled. His leg swung and I ducked, smacking Vincent right in the head. Vincent fell and I ran towards Scott. Scott hugged me then I looked at Vincent. "I hope you die in a fire.. " I growled as Mike picked Vincent up. Jeremy called the police...

8 Weeks Later
I sat in the hospital, looking at a picture of Scott, Jeremy, Fritz, Mike, and me. I looked over to the corner of the picture and saw a hint of a purple. I figured out it was Vincent, confused as always. I sighed and pulled the picture out. I took some scissors to cut Vincent out. I heard a knock on the door before a black haired boy walked in. "HI, y/n! We came as we promised! " Tommy laughed. In came the crew. 'I love you guys.. '

'Thank you.. '