It's Just Business (COMPLETED)

Chapter 13

Virgil sighed as he sat down by the door.

"I'm wasting a whole day of recharging by doing nothing for this." He said.

"And I've used up 15 quid just to sort out your grudge with Roman." Aaron said. "We've both made sacrifices for today."

"Can we get this over with?" Roman asked, looking up from his phone. "I don't want to be in the same room with that," he pointed at Virgil who flipped him off, "for any longer than I have to be."

"First rule of fixing your relationship with each other: we do not use thing pronouns for people." Aaron said, already sounding way too tired for this. "We're all adults and we all use he/him pronouns. Use them, Roman and Virgil."

"Who made you boss?"

"I did." Aaron snapped. He sighed. "Look, this shit worked once so we're going to try it again. There is nothing either of you can throw in this room and if anyone leaves, I will be forced to repeat this until we have either fixed this problem or until I have run out of enough money to make up £15. Is that clear?"

"Yeah."

"Whatever."

"Good. Okay, so it is my understanding that you two did not go well after you made up?"

"That's an understatement, Aaron." Virgil said. He sighed and sat up properly. "Roman couldn't accept that I wanted to be around him after the bet."

"Uh, not true. You're the one who was always writing in that stupid book."

"You're the one who was always going off to auditions and was too busy to meet your boyfriend after shows."

"Well I was busy, Sunshine, don't know if you noticed that."

"Oh, busy enough to completely ignore me every time?"

"Shut up! Both of you!" Aaron yelled over the squabble. "One at a time. Okay, what I've gotten from that is that one of you was always too busy for the other?" Roman and Virgil nodded.

"Oh Jesus, they're acting like kids." Aaron thought.

"Okay, who was always too busy for the other?"

"Him." They both said at the same time.

"Yep, just like kids."

"Look, how about one of you listens to the other person's side of the story and we work out why you two are..." Aaron trailed off, looking between the two fuming boys. "Like this now."

"I'll go first." Roman said. Virgil scoffed but said nothing. "Yes, I wasn't able to see you all the time. But I wasn't the one who was cancelling plans in favour of writing in a book, alone, in my room all night."

"Well at least I wasn't cancelling plans to go to seven different auditions in one day." Virgil glared at Roman and Aaron started regretting deciding to try this. "I actually wrote less than I normally would because of you. I cut out a lot of time to spend it with you, Roman. And you cancelled almost every single time. It got way too tiring and I cut you out of my life."

"Okay, I cancelled, like, two maybe three-"

"You cancelled on me 19 times, Roman." Virgil said, cutting across Roman with a tone like ice. "19. Separate. Times. Eventually, I stopped caring."

"You didn't have to move away!"

"It wasn't me who decided whether we move away or not! It was my dad and Remy over-reacting to you breaking my heart again."

"So it was you."

"No it wasn't!" Virgil yelled, standing up. "You really think that Issac wanted to move? You really think I wanted to move Issac away from his friends? We had no choice in moving. Mum lost her job and I cut you out. Those two reasons combined were the reasons we moved." Virgil took a breath and sat back down. "Is that a good enough reason to hate Princey over here, Aaron?"

"That's not the reason we're here." Aaron said quickly, before Roman could jump in. "I know that you don't like the word 'sorry', Virgil, but seeing as I'm in charge here, Roman's going to apologise and you two are going to stop being so hostile to each other, okay?"

"Or?" Roman asked sulkily.

"Or we'll be here again next Sunday."

Roman sighed and looked at Virgil. "You're not going to believe it, Virgil, but I'm sorry. For treating you so horribly."

Virgil met Roman's gaze for a second, perhaps surprised at the genuine-sounding apology, before looking back at the ground.

"Can I go now?" He asked Aaron.

"I, uh, yeah."

Virgil was up and out the door before Aaron had even finished his sentence.

That was written in record time. Wow. Is it... is it wrong that I enjoy writing arguments? Or that I enjoy villainising Roman even further? I don't know why I can't just write a decent Roman character. I'll try. Soon but not today.
Bye,
Blaize