Kind Of A Sequel To Guiding Light.. Cos I Like Writing This So There Will Probably Be More.. R&R Please
Disclaimer: I Don't Own House Of Wax
"Bo doesn't like me much does he?" Bella asked absentmindedly twirling a strand of hair around her fingers.
"No, not really" Vincent replied quietly. He had begun to speak a lot more recently, ever since the other week when she'd asked him to talk. Only to her mind you, he stayed silent when Bo was around. It was better that way anyway; Bo would only tease him about his voice. She smiled and watched Vincent paint the finishing touches to the new figure.
"I don't think he's ever really liked me, He'll probably get rid of me at some point" Bella said standing up and walking towards Vincent to get a better look at the completed figure. Vincent shook his head.
"No, he won't"
"What makes you think that?"
"I'm not gonna let him" Vincent whispered.
Bella smiled softly and slid her hand into his. "I don't understand?" Vincent asked, shaking his head at the sight of their locked fingers.
"Understand what?" she replied.
"Why you like me, I mean look at me. I'm a hideous freak, and then look at Bo he's normal, good-looking, charming everything that you should like"
Bella shook her head. "Yeah, charming for a piece of dirt maybe. Vincent, you're beautiful inside and out. You're the artist, the real talent. Bo is just an aggressive leader. You're not like him, your better, better than him" she replied wrapping her arms around his neck. Vincent was very glad he was wearing the wax mask at that point, as he felt his face flush scarlet.
"It's really late now, I think I'd better get some sleep" Bella said squeezing Vincent's hand. Vincent nodded, and walked over to the bed in the corner of the room.
"Do you want me to stay here?" she asked staring after him, Vincent looked up and nodded again. Bella walked over and lay down next to him; Vincent sighed and put an arm around her shoulders. Bella reached up and placed her fingers at the edge of his mask; Vincent stiffened slightly but made no attempt to stop her. Bella carefully pulled away the wax from his face and placed it on the table next to them. She smiled and traced fingertips around his face softly. Vincent shivered and held her closer breathing the smell of her hair. She reached up again and kissed him softly. It was only a brief peck, but Vincent blushed, his stomach in butterflies. She smiled once more.
"You're very special to me Vincent" she said resting her head on his chest.
"You're special to me too"