Scotts P.O.V
"Shit..." I mumble as I hear a scream come from downstairs. I rush down the stairs bare footed and run out the door of the apartment building. Just as I step out of the building, the rain begins to pour down.
"Oh my god." I exclaim and run over to Vincent. He was laying down against the side of the building. It was freezing cold, his shirt was ripped and his hoodie...Thrown to the side.
"Vincent can you hear me?" I slap his face gently. He's unresponsive.
"Vinny..." I shake him. When he doesn't respond, I sit down on the wet pavement and pull his head into my lap. I stroke his wet purple hair as I feel his hand grip my shoe.
"Scotty..." He says weakly as he moves his hand all around, trying to find my hand.
"Shh it's okay..." I grab his hand and hold it in mine tightly. "What hurts sweetheart?"
"Everything..." he cries quietly.
"It's okay." I take off my somewhat dry sweatshirt that I sleep in and lay it over him. He snuggles up with it, his eyes still closed.
"You won't leave me...Right Scotty?" He opens his eyes half way and looks up at me.
"Of course not. I'll always be here whenever you need me." I promise as I pick him up, holding him close to my body. "Now let's get out of the freezing rain" I run inside and open the door to my apartment, putting him down on my bed gently. I sigh, realizing that I only had one sweatshirt that wasn't soaking wet or wasn't in the wash. I take it out of the drawer and take Vincent's wet shirt off slowly and slide my huge dry sweatshirt over him. It was really big on him but it would keep him warm. I take off my shirt and walk into the bathroom, grabbing a towel and drying myself off. I walk back over to Vincent and kiss his forehead.
"Goodnight baby..."

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