Escaping from Him (Mike x Vincent) [Sequel to Forced into Love]

[Ch. 27] F Â Î Ł Î Ū R Ē

Scotts P.O.V
I barge into the house that Fritz gave me the address to, getting ready to knock someone's fucking teeth out of place. When I storm in, it seems quiet.
"Is everything okay?" I ask Fritz.
"Yeah. My brother just got a little...Uh..." He stops and scratches the back of his head. I look over to the couch and see Vincent laying there.
"Vinny what's wrong?" I lean down next to the couch.
"I don't get it." He groans. "Why does everyone find me so appealing?"
I laugh lightly. "You're so dam adorable I guess people just can't resist"
"Nooo" he shakes his head, sitting up.
"Yeahhhh." I tease him. He smiles.
"Hey guess what?" I sit down next to him. "This might sound crazy...But I signed you up for a...class..."
"ugh is it a school class?" He crosses his arms and glares at me.
"No." I smile. "It's a self defense class that focuses in on how to fight of sexual assault and how to prevent it from happening."
"Really?" He glares at me. "I don't need that."
I give him an "are you serious" look
"Listen...It'll be fun. It's a pretty advanced class though so you gotta keep up." I nod.
"When is it?" He sighs.
"Tonight." I reply. "We should probably be going now."

--Time Skip--

Vincent's P.O.V
"Do I really have to do this?" I ask miserably as we walk in the door to this gym area thing. The floors are mats and the front walls are mats and the back walls are regular wall.
"Yes. It's for your own good." He smiles. I walk over to the class. The class consists of like four females that look around the age of 20 or something. And one male that looks around 20 as well...And then there is the teacher I'm guessing who looks around 30 I guess.
"Hello!" The man running the class speaks. "And what may your name be?"
"Vincent..." I speak almost silently.
"Hm?" He leans closer to me.
"Vincent." I say a little bit louder.
"Okay." He nods happily. Let's all take a seat in a circle for a few moments. Why did all of you decide to take this class today? Let's start off with you Vincent."
"Well..." I sigh and then shrug. "I don't know."
"Well there has to be a reason" the man smiles at me. "It's okay. We're in a safe environment here."
"My..." I stop. I'm not going to say anything about Mike. "Well my friends brother tried to...Do stuff to me that...I didn't want him to do..."
"I see." He nods sympathetically. "We're here for you. And I'm going to teach you some excellent moves so that won't happen again."
Then all the other people say why they're here and then we get into how to push someone off of you and punch and kick and blah blah blah stuff I don't really pay attention to. And then after about 20 minutes the man says:
"Now we're going to test what you know. Who would like to go first?" No one raises their hand so of course he just randomly picks me.
"Alright Vincent we are going to be acting out a real case scenario. Show us what you would do." The man puts on gear and pads. "Fight as hard as you can."
Ohhh great. I'm going to embarrass myself
At that moment, he runs towards me and tackles me to the floor. I try to flip him off of me but fail miserably.
"What would you do if someone grabbed your shirt like this?" He asks intensely and grabs the bottom of my shirt.
"I-I-I don't know!! Scream?!" I exclaim, literally clueless. "Please get off of me now." I plead, getting really freaked out.
He sighs and gets up.
"We just taught you this."
"I don't know. I forgot...It doesn't matter anyways." I sigh as well and run over to Scott. He pulls me into a hug and I hide my face in his chest.
"It's okay you did fine." He says calmly.
"No I didn't. I'm hopeless," I say, embarrassed.
"No you're not." He holds me even closer.
"I'll be fine anyways." I look up at him. "I mean...It's not like anything else is going to happen to me...right?"