The Moral Subject Is Logic <Logicality highschool au>

Chapter Five - Patton/Virgil

(TRIGGER WARNING FOR VIRGIL'S PART. I'LL WARN WHEN IT'S TIME)

Patton

I woke up at about 8:05 and put my glasses on. I smiled, knowing today was going to be amazing.

I took my phone of the charger next to my bed, and texted the group chat with Logan, Virgil, and Roman.

Patton: Good morning everyone!

The Brave Roman👑: Good morning padre

Low-gan: Good morning, Patton.

The Brave Roman👑: Let me guess Brad Pitiful is still asleep

Low-gan: If you're referring to Virgil, I do believe he is still asleep

Virgil (he gets misgendered by his mom a lot, intentionally, this is your warning)

I have no idea what time it was when I got out of bed, all I know is I regret it. I rubbed my eyes and layed there for a moment, then I drowsily stepped out of bed. I left it without fixing anything.

I walked to my closet and grabbed my binder out of a box, I knew it was clean because I washed it the night before. I put it on as fast as I could, safely. I threw my hoodie over top. It was black with purple patches, and very baggy. It made me feel safe more than anything. Part of the reason why could be that Logan gave it to me not long after I came out to him.

I walked out of my room without changing out of my grey sweatpants from when I was sleeping. It was already extremely bright. Great, my mom's not gonna be happy.

When I got to the living room, my mom was sitting on the couch.

(Swear warning)

"Elle," she started, "why the fuck are you up so late." Oh great, being misgendered. Again.

"I couldn't get to sleep last night until really late," I stated with hesitation midway through. I knew she was angry at me, but I felt safer when I was in my bed. That's my reason for staying in my room 'all the damn time' as my mom has said.

"So you layed in bed doing nothing for over an hour?" She snapped back. As she did so I dug my hands into my hoodies pocket.

(Slight self harm warning, it'll be italic)

I dug my nails into the palms of my hands. I knew that I flaked on watching movies last night with my family, but I didn't say I was going to sleep. I said "I'm going to my room, you guys can watch them without me"

"I never said when I was going to sleep!" I didn't mean to say that as loud as I did, but I wasn't letting it show.

"Elle fucking Sanders," my mom started to answer, "do not use that tone with me."

My eyes narrowed. "I'm going to see Logan. I'll be back in a day or two."

I walked to my room and took my backpack filled with clothes, my hair brush, tooth brush, and stuff like that.

I put the bag over my shoulder. I grabbed my phone off the charger then checked my notifications and the time

12:17 pm

Along with several messages from the group chat. I put my black Jordans on in my room, put my usual black eyeshadow on, and left the house without a second thought.

I walked for about twenty minutes to Logan's house, shedding a few tears on the way there. He was alone, since his parents were in the hospital with his little brother, who passed out after getting his tonsils removed.

I knocked on his door with a decent amount of force. Logan opened the door just before I could knock a second time. He looked at me with a little concern, "Virgil, are you okay," he asked.

I shook my hand back and forth, "Sort of."

When he heard my answer he stepped aside to let me in. Everything was spotless, saying I was impressed would be an understatement. I wouldn't have been able to keep the place clean.

I sat on the couch and hugged my knees to my chest. I guess I was sort of staring off into space, but I snapped back to reality pretty quickly.

Logan joined me on the couch and looked into my eyes, not like in a romantic way, but more to show he meant what he was about to say.

"Virgil, please. Talk to me."

A/N- SORRY FOR HOW LONG IT'S BEEN BETWEEN UPDATES, I'LL TRY TO BE MORE CONSISTENT