the no named fan fiction

Chapter 4: You Can’t

I rushed out the back office and found Vincent getting into the mascot suit. He started walking out, but I grabbed his arm to stop him. Vincent turned and looked at me. His eyes were black. When he saw me, his eyes flickered to white.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m doing my job,” Vincent replied.
“Your eyes were black. Tell me the truth.”
Vincent sighed. “I was going to… uh… murder some kids…”
I heard some kids shouting.
“If you leave this room, I will lock every possible door besides the exit.” I walked out the room to find a kid climbing on the stage.
“Hey! Get down from there!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. The kid turned around and stuck his tongue out at me and stayed on the stage. I ran over to the stage and grabbed the child. He started kicking and screaming. The child’s mother ran over and snatched her child away from me. I heard the mother’s voice saying that her son was grounded. I heard a shriek.
“My child! Has anyone seen my child?!”
The first thing I thought was ‘Vincent.’ I raced towards the safe room and tried to open the door. It was locked. I grabbed the spare key from my pocket. I unlocked the door and found Vincent with a small child. The child’s face had a frightened look. Vincent was holding a knife high above the child.
“Vincent! Stop!”
Vincent turned and looked at me. The small child saw his chance and raced towards me. Vincent reached for the child. The child reached me and hid behind me.
“I won’t let you harm him” I said in a strong voice, trying to disguise my fear, “I will stop you.”
“You can’t” Vincent’s eyes flickered to white.
“Yes I can.”
I turned around and walked out with the child beside me. His mother came racing towards me.
“Thank you so much!” The child hugged his mother.
“Please supervise your child at all times. I don’t want to find him somewhere he shouldn’t be again.”
5 o’ clock came around fast. Everyone left and I was left to clean the mess left behind by the crowd. After I finished in the party room, I went to work on the blood in the back office.
“Why did you stop me?” Vincent’s strong voice echoed through the office.
“I had to,” I replied, “It’s my job.”
“Children are annoying. I was trying to rid this place of them!
“I know children are annoying, but they don’t deserve to die. Next time you do it, I will call the police.” I walked away. It was almost 10 o’ clock by the time I finished cleaning. I sat down at a table. Realizing the animatronics were still on, I stood up to turn them off, but Vincent beat me to it. I walked to the kitchen, trying to avoid Vincent. I grabbed a slice of pizza and started eating it. Vincent walked in so silently that I didn’t hear him until he spoke.
“Hey, I’m sorry, okay? I shouldn’t have ignored you.”
I sighed. “You should have thought about that before.”
I walked to the door of the pizzeria and heard rushed footsteps behind me.
“Vicky, wait,” Vincent was out of breath, “Come to my house, please.”
“Why should I?” I asked, “Anyway if I did I would have to tell Scott first.”
I turned and headed out the door, leaving Vincent behind.