Being Different

Comfort

Patton's POV

"Please stay with me." Virgil looked at me. He looked afraid. Of what? Of course he would be scared, he has no idea who he is or who anyone else is.

"Okay kiddo," I looked at him and smiled. He sat on the bed with his back against the wall and closed his eyes. Almost as if he's lost in thoughts.

"I have questions." He finally said keeping his eyes closed. He looked almost calm. It was different then how he used to be.

"Go ahead." I replied to him.

"I feel like I can trust you, did we used to be super close to each other?" He asked. I was glad that he could trust me.

"I'd like to think so." I gave him the answer. He slowly nodded and opened his eyes.

"Was I close to everyone?" He sat up a little straighter. I wanted to tell him yes. I could just tell him that he was. He and Roman might actually get along, but if he gets his memory back and finds out I lied to him...But if I tell him the truth and He and Roman fight even worse. I don't know what could happen. I looked at him to find he was still waiting for an answer.

"We all are a family, but you and Roman didn't get along very well." I told Virgil.

"Thought so." Came his reply as he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes again. "Why?"

"Why what?" I looked the darker persona.

"Why didn't we get along." He elaborated. See Logan I do know big words.

"Um...because he is hopes and dreams, an adventurer and very passionate about what he does." I explained Roman to him.

"What about me?" He opened his eyes again. "What am I?"

"You are-"

"Patton!" I heard my name being called. "Patton! He's back!"

"I'm going to go." I looked at Virgil. He looked at me and slumped his shoulders.

"Please don't" He begged. It was heartbreaking, but I had to leave if Thomas was back. We needed to get the old Virgil back.

"I have to." I said and walked out the door. Why didn't he want me to go. Is it because he trusts me? He told me he did, but I don't think that's the only reason. I think something else is going on. But what?

Virgil's POV

He wouldn't stay. Patton left me. Alone. He just got up and walked out the door. They didn't bother me when he was here. But with him gone they came back. I didn't tell him about the things that went on in my room and I have a feeling no one knew before either. I don't know how I did this before, but right now I couldn't handle it. I didn't know what was going on, but I wanted to. Maybe it's better not to know anything. I burst into tears. I don't even really know why. Maybe it was the shadows, the thoughts, the fears, or the anxiousness that I felt. Or even all of them combined. I cried silently. I had a feeling no one was going to come get me or check on me for a long while. I felt numb and cold. Then I felt warm. I clung to the warmth like it was my life line. I don't even know how long I was crying, but eventually I drifted off to sleep.

Roman's POV

Logan called Patton because Thomas was back. We could explain things to him now. I waited in the commons until the two came.

"How is Virgil?" I asked as soon as I saw Patton enter the room. Patton looked sad which meant Virgil wasn't doing good or else was just rude to the dad persona.

"He's doing okay. He just needs someone there for him." Patton replied.

"I can go." I volunteered. "You and Logan can explain things to Thomas. You don't need me anyway and I want Virgil to get to know me again. Show him and prove to him that we can be friend." Patton smiled a little and looked at Logan.

Logan nodded. "That would be fine. If you really want to." He fixed his glasses and sank down after Patton. I went to Virgil's room.

I stood right out the door when I heard soft crying. I remembered the last time I heard Virgil crying. Things did not end well. I took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. What I saw pained my heart. Virgil looked broken. Without knowing who he is he doesn't hide anything. He must've always put a mask on to hide it from all of us. I sat on his bed and put my arms around him. He felt cold. I didn't say anything for fear I would make things worse, but he grabbed onto my shirt and wouldn't let go. I sat there looking at the broken persona. How could something like this even happen to someone. After awhile his breathing slowed down and he stopped crying and I knew he was asleep. After everything that has happened he really needs it. I tried to get up, but Virgil grabbed tighter and wouldn't let me go. Right now I knew I was his source of warmth and comfort and decided to stay.

At least for now.

This story has so much angst right now especially for Virgil (yes I cried a little while writing in his pov), but I gave you a little fluff. Hope you enjoyed. :)