Vincent (part 7)

Vincent finally found charity in the darkness. Vincent held her tight and she held him. They both laughed and Vincent swung charity in a circle as they held each other all the more. "I have been lonely for so long. I am so glad that I have finally found you." Charity held him like he held her at first but slowly let her grip slip. Vincent loosened his also putting her at arms length and tried to look at her. "what is wrong?" Charity forced herself free and pushed Vincent over. As he was trying to get up he was asking what was wrong. As Vincent had gotten himself to his hands and knees; Charity gave him a hard kick to the ribs sending Vincent back to the floor. Charity did not wait however after kicking him she ran back off into the darkness.

Vincent lied there for a long time. He so wanted to be bitter to wallow in his sorrow, he also wanted to be angry. To scream at charity for always using a abusing him. Finally he lent out a scream "Why did you kick me? Why did you push me away? What am I to you?" Vincent bit his lip and hit the ground over and over. "Why am I always the one to comfort you, to let you know that your beautiful, and then kicked to the curb once my purpose is filled? You hold me so warmly and make me feel at home, only to rip it from me once agian. Your words are kind at first and so are your actions, however you do this to me in the end" Vincent sat up and rubbed his side. After a bit he sat up and brushed himself off, fixed up his shirt and straighted his hair. As he started walking again he whisper "The thing that bothers me most is that I would still die for you."