Not always the bad guy... (Part II)
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Roman's POV Arriving at the door, I hear a faint sob. Quickly, my heart began to hurt as I thought of what pain I put him in. "Virge, may I come in?" No response.

Not always the bad guy... (Part II)

Not always the bad guy... (Part II)

Roman's POV

Arriving at the door, I hear a faint sob. Quickly, my heart began to hurt as I thought of what pain I put him in. "Virge, may I come in?" No response.

Only the sounds of his short, gasping breaths. With shaking hands, I reach for the door handle and jiggle it. Locked, obviously. I didn't know what to do.

Surely, he needed help and wasn't allowing me to provide assistance. "I'm going to grab Patton, okay? He'll know what do to."

Virgil's POV

Hearing the sound of Roman's footsteps leave the door was much less than comforting.

Although I hated him with all of my being, I still wished he had stuck around enough to even try talking with me and calming me down.

Even him breaking down the door would have been enough to let my spirits soar a little. As my sobs died down, I crawled onto my bed and curled into a ball.

My hands were still shaking whilst my heart was still loudly pumping.

Quietly, without any noise, I reach over to my desk drawer and pull out something. Something that has helped me through thick and thin in need of emergency. A small, shiny blade.

Pulling up my sweatshirt sleeve, I run my fingers over the many scars on my arm from the other times. I grab the blade and make a small, but deep, mark.

My eyes start tearing up again, but the pain was comforting. I make another mark, this time deeper. Blood starts flowing out and dropping on my comforter. Three marks, four, five.

Someone knocks on the door.

My insides turn to ice as I look up at the door in surprise. "Virgil? Kiddo, it's me! Can I come in?"

I sigh in relief at the sound of Patton's voice. I stand up, put my sleeve back down, and unlock the door. Slowly, I walk back to my bed and put my hood up.

The door creaks open and I see a blue cardigan. "Kiddo, what's wrong?" I look up at the moral side with tears in my eyes. "H-help me", I whisper.

The little smile on his face quickly diminishes into a sad frown, his eyes growing wider with concern.

Patton's POV

As soon as Roman told me what was going on, I rushed to Virgil's door. It pains me to see any of my sons in pain. Taking a few deep breaths, I knock on his door.

"Virgil? Kiddo, it's me!" No sound came from within. "Can I come in?" I hear him unlock the door after a few moments of utter silence. I wait a couple seconds and then open the door.

Looking around his room, I see Virgil sitting on his bed, his hood covering his face. I reach out my hand and give him a reassuring smile.

"Kiddo, what's wrong?" He looks up at me with the saddest of eyes and says, "H-help me." Almost immediately, my "cheer-up-kiddo" attitude changed and my protective side came out.

Without warning, I rush over to him and give him a bear hug. After breathing a small, broken sigh, Virgil leans in and hugs even tighter, crying as hard as I've ever heard him.

My heart slowly began to break at the sound. "It's okay, let it out Virgil." He starts crying harder as I run my hands through his hair to try to calm him down.

"Now, tell me what's upsetting you so much, kiddo" Releasing his grip on my shoulder, he looks up at me and says one word: Roman.

Again, if you have any suggestions for upcoming events, please let me know. I will be happy to put in some OC's at any chance I can. The story shall get interesting! Thanks for reading, bye!**

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