The Journalist and The Photographer vs The Soccer Player

A Talk and Agreement

~TW Sensitive Topics such as Suicidal Thoughts, $elf H@rm, and more~

"Remus and Roman are both in love with me," I said while rubbing my eyes.

"...I thought it was just Roman," Vivian muttered.

"Same," Patton admitted.

"I thought it was Remus," Janus muttered.

"I... well I thought that too until this morning," Luca sighed, sitting by me. So much was happening in such short time, but I knew only now I'd be able to handle it.

"...Remus," Roman started.

"I was drunk, I didn't know what I was saying," Remus tried.

"I know that you did know what you were saying. You were drinking to drown out the pain," I sighed.

Am I rushing this to much?

"Remus, why didn't you tell me? I would've," Roman started, shut down quickly.

I'm rushing this.

"No one would go out with a damn crook. I'm not talking about this with everyone around," Remus sighed, looking at me.

You're going to ruin everything.

I heard my mother's voice that time, making my throat grow tight.

"...Hey, uh... Pat, didn't you have cookies in the oven?" Vivian asked, making it clear that there weren't cookies, but it was just an excuse.

"Huh?... Oh, OH, yeah. Wanna help me get them?" Patton asked, standing up.

"Sure, why not," Vivian hummed, grabbing Luca's arm and yanking him up.

"I'll be fine, don't worry," I muttered when he pulled back from her.

"...Alright," he muttered back, glancing at Roman and Remus before following the other two out, dragging Janus along.

"...So," I said.

"This is you and Roman," Remus said, standing up.

"Sit you ass down," I said, slowly controlling my breathing.

"Logan," he said.

"You heard me," I sighed. Slowly, he sat down again.

"...Look," Roman started.

"Who forced you?" I asked.

You're going to ruin everything. Drive away the only people that love you.

"What?" Remus asked.

"Who forced you? After learning that you know about my parents' deaths, I feel as if we need to be a little more open and understanding. In every area. Now especially... since both of you love the same girl," I said, holding back what I thought so far.

"...Uhm... Okay... uhm, well... Well Roman doesn't even know," Remus muttered.

"You said you stole some guy's watch and shoved him down the stairs," Roman said.

"...Well, not exactly... You... know the gang that was near the apartment?" Remus asked. I tilted my head, listening quietly.

"Yeah? Dad had to scare them off often," Roman shrugged.

"I... stumbled across one of their executions. Told me either I die, or I join. I couldn't die, you and mom needed me. So I had to do their initiation shit... rob some old guy in the apartment building. I didn't know the stairs were there, and when he shoved me away, he knocked himself down the stairs," Remus explained, eyeing me.