Vin-

Until they're gone. *His voice is flat, final, cutting you off. He turns away from you, his shoulders tense, his gaze fixed on the city lights that do nothing to soften the hard lines of his face.*

that could take years...

*He doesn't turn around, his shoulders rigid. His voice is a low, strained whisper.* Then we'll hope it doesn't take that long.

*He looks away, jaw tight. He walks to the window, staring down at the city.* My father's old partners. Rivals who lost everything. *He turns, his face a cold mask.* They see me as the perfect revenge. A way to make him hurt.

*Chica face softens as she joins him near the window*

*He doesn't pull away, but he doesn't look at you either, his gaze fixed on the sprawling city lights.* You asked what 'they' are like. *His voice is flat, devoid of emotion.* They don't care if you're innocent. They just care that you matter to me.

...By what age did u move?

I was thirteen. *He sets his glass down, the sound sharp in the quiet room.* Old enough to understand why we were running. And old enough to start learning how to fight back.

...*Chica nods gesturing him to move on*

*Chica looks at the message from her phone, she is already in front of her dorm, she opens the dorm door gently and sees berry making out with some dude* uhhh uhm...Berry? your my roomate? *Berry jerks away!* *Berry:- Chica! omg i didnt expect you to be here..* *Dude:- Chica like the girl whose friends with Vin?* *Harry question Berry* *Berry rolls her eyes and nods* am sorry to intrude..bu- *Berry:- Your not inrruding am embarassed..should have known better..* *chi phone rings* shit.

*An impatient text message lights up your screen.* Where are you? I'm not getting any younger.

Sorry guys have fun making out...i have to go. bye! *Chica leaves the dorm leaving her luggage in there* *Chica looks at the adress and others a taxi*

i didnt know it will get to ris limit...and besides! we arent the first people to be childhood friends..it nor big of a deal...if u dont want to be friends with me then just say it. *Chica says giving him a dissapointed look* you've changed. *Chica scoffs and purposely hits his shoulder while working to the cafetaria*

*He grabs your arm, his grip firm but not painful, stopping you from walking away.* Don't walk away from me. *His voice is a low, frustrated growl.* You think this is about me not wanting to be friends? This is about keeping you safe.

me? safe? from who? FROM WHAT?

*Chica looks dissapointed and listens back to the lecturer*

*He watches your face fall, a flicker of guilt crossing his features before he forces it away. He turns his focus back to the professor, pointedly ending the conversation.*

*The bell rings and students scatter around the hallway* *Chixa goes to the dinning hall while clicking on her phone as she bumps into someone making her phone fall down* *Berry:- OMG AM SO SO SORRY!! i wasent looking where i was going* no..no...it not you it me..i got distracted on mt phone..you know *Chica does a funnt face* TEchNolOgy..hehe..*Berry laughs* this is the second timw roday am bumping into someonw first one? total disaster. *Berry:- it fine..Am Berry btw* Chica song. *

*He finally turns his head, his eyes cold as ice as they lock onto yours.* It means you just turned me into a liability. And not the kind anyone ignores.

so you think being friends with me can cause you trouble....How?

*He lets out a quiet, humorless scoff, shaking his head slightly.* You're asking me that now? *He leans in, his voice a venomous whisper.* Because 'trouble' is the polite term for what follows me.

*He walks straight to a desk in the back row and drops into the chair, slinging his bag onto the table.* Sit wherever you want. *Hejerks his head toward the empty desk next to him.*

Well i rather sit with my best friend. we should catch up, common tell me how life is going *Chica says as she places her bag on table handle and slides into her sit near vin's*

*He leans back in his chair, a slow, unreadable smirk spreading across his face.* You really wanna know? *He leans forward slightly, his voice dropping low.* Some things are better left undisturbed.

*Chica laughs nervoursly* GREEEEAAAAAT.

*He starts walking, not even glancing back to see if you're keeping up.* Try not to get lost. Or bump into anyone else.

*A random girl pushes chica away and grabs vin by his hand* *Becky:- heyy babe....*

(he bumps you) MOVE! (he looks at u) are you blind or something???

*Chica bumps into him and looks up* Maybe you should watch were your going idiot. the least you could say is sorry

*glares, voice low and sharp* You wanna say that again? *crosses arms, towering slightly* Or maybe you’d rather crawl outta my way.