I fell in love with a serial killer... (Prinxiety)

Chapter three: Four corpses in a house and a lot of questions

Dont mind the fact that the chapter title sounds like the start to a very bad joke....
MoViNg On✨

(Third person POV)

The two were shocked. Remy looked Logan up and down in disbelief before looking at Remus, who had the same expression.

They looked at Roman for an explanation, but he just gestured to Logan, giving them a look that said "hey, here's Logan, our cousin who loved us very much and thought we were dead for six years, do something."

Before either of them could even move, Logan started coughing again, dropping to the floor while attempting to get the rest of the water out of his lungs. The three of them all quickly jumped to help him, though Roman was the only one who knew what was wrong.

Roman pats Logan on the back until he stops coughing before helping him back up to his feet, a grateful sigh coming from Logan.

(Logan's POV)

Roman helps me to the couch despite my protests that I can walk fine. I can sense the confusion and concern from the other two, so I suppose I owe them an answer.

"Roman, what is Logan doing here? And why is he coughing up water?" Remy asks. No hesitation, it seems death hasn't affected any of their personalities at all, they're just how I remember them..

Roman goes to answer but I figuratively beat him to it. "I fell off the dock at the bay and Roman found me on my way home." Remy and Remus both look at me, then do their usual non verbal communication before looking back at me and nodding, satisfied with the answer. These two can be very confusing at times.

"I still don't think you fell off the dock, Lo. You're usually more careful than that. Plus that wound in your back says otherwise." I turn to Roman. "What wound?" He pulls out his phone and snaps a picture to show me, While the other two look at my back.

"This is a gun wound. Guys, Logan was shot." Remy says, exchanging concerned glances with the other two. Remus' look goes from concerned to protective and clearly furious.

He pulls out his phone and a piece of paper. From what I can see, the paper says V. Afton and a phone number, so I guess he's calling this person. Remus puts the phone to his ear and the room goes silent.

(Virgil's POV)

My phone goes off at the most random times, I swear. I reluctantly pick up my phone and let out a faint "Hello?" I recognize the voice immediately as the kid we ran into dumping a body today. "Hey, it's Remus. You guys didn't happen to be near the bay today, were you?" That's an... Odd question.

"The only one near the harbor today was me, I wanted to go visit but I saw a black van down there already. I did not want to risk getting kidnapped or shot at." I reply. I can hear mumbling on the other line before Remus asks, "Do you remember any specific details about the van? Like a license plate or a bumper sticker?"

"Yeah, actually there was a red design on one of the doors. It was too far away to make out but I'm pretty sure it was some kind of gang symbol, which it why I didn't want to go down there. May I ask why you need to know this?" There's a bit of a pause..

"My cousin was shot down there today, I thought you guys might have clues since you've been out all day. Glad you caught something." He replies. Well shit man...

"Damn, is your cousin okay? Did he survive?" I ask, I kinda feel like I'm talking to a friend of mine I've known forever. "Well, he's here and breathing but I don't think he survived it." It took me a second to understand. I guess it makes sense, if they're directly related it would make sense that both would have the immortality thing.

"Do you want revenge? I can help if you want." I swear I can hear this dude light up. "Really? You'll help me?" Remus starts fanboying. "I don't see why not, I need to pick up my brother's medication anyway. Meet me at the bay." A bunch of squeals and stomping can be heard with his response. He says a quick goodbye and hangs up assumingly to get ready.

I sigh, it's like taking Chris and Eli on their first skating trip all over again. They widely smile and giggle as they watch and learn. I smile at the memory.

I still wonder how Eli is doing sometimes, even after what she did to me.

I FOUND MY CREATIVITY!!!! Hope y'all enjoyed the chapter 💜💜💜