Painful pasts and terrible truths

Chapter 51

Virgil was scaring a lot of kids who came to our door, with the help of Annie of course, I sat on the stairs and it was hilarious, at the end of the night Annie grew tired, the trick or treaters had stopped going round the houses, it was finally time for Halloween to end.

"Hey we made a great team, come on squirt, let's put you to bed" Virgil grinned and he picked Annie up, he carried her upstairs to bed, I walked up to my own room and I began to take my clothes off, I found my blades, maybe I can cut now, I went to the bathroom and I made more cuts, I left the bathroom and I quickly went back to bed, oh no, I forgot my blades.

"Sh*t, no, no, no, no, no" I heard someone panic, I hid myself under my duvet to prepare for the impending doom of him smothering me with love and affection, I heard my door open, I froze on the spot "Olivia, please talk to me."

"No" I muttered.

I closed my eyes, I then felt a rush of cold air.

"You were saying" I opened my eyes again to see him standing over me holding my duvet.

"Please don't hurt me" I squeaked.

"Hey, I won't hurt you, I just want to talk with you" why do I find his voice so nice, he slipped into bed with me and he wrapped his arms around me.

"Have you considered rescheduling your exam yet" I wondered.

"What's the point, I'll fail anyway" Virgil sighed.

I took hold of his face so he had no choice but to look directly at me.

"Listen here mister, you won't fail, you're a very clever young man who is capable of anything" I reassured him and I kissed him.

"Ugh I'm sorry, I've been really stressed out lately" Virgil whispered.

"I can make you feel a little less stressed out, if you're quiet about it" I giggled.

"No, I'm not in the mood for that" that's funny he never dismisses the opportunity to have sex with me.

"Ok, do you want to talk about it" I questioned him.

He shook his head, is he alright.

*two weeks later*

It turns out Virgil didn't even know that I had more cuts, I was helping him wash Thunderbird two, I had changed into some shorts and a crop top, it was too hot here, I heard a bang, I turned around to see the bucket on the floor.

"Who did this to you, precious" Virgil asked in horror.

I got closer to see what he was talking about and I saw that Thunderbird two had been heavily scratched up, some of the paint work had come off, I had to cradle Virgil before he broke down into tears.

"Shh baby, I'm sure my uncle can fix it" I whispered into his hair, I kissed the side of his head, I took him by the hand to see my uncle, I hope he can fix it.

"Uncle brains, we have a tiny dilemma" I told him.

"What is it" my uncle looked up at me.

"My baby has been scarred" Virgil sniffed.

"Do you want the paint" my uncle asked.

I nodded, my uncle disappeared and found the exact same shade of green that Thunderbird two was, I handed it to Virgil and he fixed the marks.

"You're going t-to g-give him the wrong idea if you wear that" my uncle sighed.

"How, he can control himself" I muttered.

"Do you know that, do you actually have proof that he can control himself" my uncle was getting angry now.

I didn't have any proof that he could control himself, maybe I should change.