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Virgil's pov

I can't do this anymore, I can't Live like this, I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't I ca-

How selfish do I have to be to run away from their abuse. How Selfish do I have to be to leave the people I can truly call my friends.

Wearing a skirt, cheering for them, so fragile like a prized porcelaine doll.

I just can't do this anymore.

So I ran,  and I ran, and ran.

Until I had to stop dead on my tracks  to look at my surroundings.

where am I?  OH MY GOD WHERE AM I?!

I'm panicking as I try to look at something, something familiar to sooth my panicking state, but nothing. Nothing is familiar in this part of.. Forest? Im in a forest?

As I look at the never ending piles and lines of trees, the adrenaline and panic decreasing slowly, as my body is getting tired from all of the running.

Oh God I should of just stayed, this would never happen if I stayed, but, is it worth it to stay? Is it worth it to abandon your friends?

He was free but at what cost?

A/N Lfmao i felt bad for abandoning this shit so I might,  maybe, update this bitch,  ofc my writing and humor has changed and I am going angst cause mom says it's my turn. Sorry for those ogs and freshies that had to deal with the cringe of 11 years old me lol. The plot has changed and sorry if it doesn't feel like the old writing styles my dudes✌(I'm not even into sander sides anymore y am i doing this)

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