Unstable || Prinxiety

Chapter 8

(Roman's POV)

Song: I Can Go the Distance (Piano Cover) - Hercules

"So, any requests?" Virgil asks, playing with his seat nervously. He is sat at the piano in the music room, nervously and reluctantly glaring at his friend Loneliness. At least, I think that's his name. We had been playing truth or dare, and Loneliness had dared Virgil to play piano. I, of course, thought was an amazing idea! According to Loneliness, Virgil's an amazing pianist - how he managed to hide that from me all these years is a pure mystery.

"How about... I Can Go the Distance from Hercules?" I questioned, feeling strangely excited to hear Virgil play. It was one of my all-time favourite Disney songs, and it somehow managed to always get stuck in my head, much to the annoyance of Logan.

"Ooooh" Loneliness mocked, sending Virgil a loaded smirk which caused a blush to paint Virgil's pail skin. Virgil sent a harsh glare back to his friend and scowled, muttering something under his breath. Again I felt annoyed, were they together or something? Why did they always have inside jokes - why am I constantly left out? "Did you know that's his favourite song?" Loneliness queried, a smile forming on his face. Oh. That's what they were talking about.

"Um... no? It is?" I turned to Virgil, feeling my excitement rise again. "We have to watch Hercules together some time then!" Loneliness stifled a laugh.

"Why did you have to tell him?" Virgil sighed, turning back to the piano. "Let's just get this over with..."

He let out a slightly shaky breath and set his fingers on the piano keys. Instantly, I was transported to my childhood. I watched, transfixed, as Virgil's fingers flew gracefully across the piano. I was completely spellbound by the sounds echoing around the room. And then Virgil started singing. His voice was so pure, melding beautifully with the piano as one. Unconsciously my jaw dropped, and I found myself unable look away.

"And I won't look back, I can go the distance," his voice broke, and I could hear the emotions pure and undiluted in his voice as the intensity rose. The song was nearing its end, and I wished so desperately that it would last forever. "Till I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms." And then it was over; the spell was broken. I cleared my throat, trying to find the words capable to describe how I felt.

Loneliness smirked, first to Virgil and then at me.

"See, I told you Virgil was an amazing pianist."

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(Virgil's POV)

Well, this is awkward. For a moment there I forgot what Roman was here for: to access me. Not to be my friend. Why had I agreed to play piano for him, do the thing that made me open up and lose control of my emotions? I kept my gaze rested on the piano, trying to bring myself back to reality. I felt a hot tear slide down my cheek, and I rubbed at it with my hand, trying to erase all sign of my emotions. Why am I even crying? I wondered to myself, a thought that often runs through my head. Now Roman's going to really think I'm Unstable; who bursts into tears for no reason? Me, that's who.

And now I am in silence, as awkward as it is oppressive, trying to think of something to say.

"Who wants lunch?" Loneliness interjected, used to my breakdowns enough to know not to worry. He left the room and Roman and I followed, both lost in our own thoughts. I wonder what he's thinking about? Probably about how weird and bipolar I am, I'd guess.

After lunch, I decided it was time for me to go to my room. I know that Roman wanted to visit some of his friends, but for some reason I really didn't feel up for that. Roman had no choice but to follow, and I could tell he was itching to talk to me.

"Virgil-" Roman asked as soon as the door closed, but I ignored him and went straight to my balcony. The ocean below was filled with rocky, turbulent waves, reflecting the sea of emotions I was trying so desperately to hide. Roman came up behind me, resting his hand cautiously on my shoulder. "Look - are you ok? I know that you're worried about talking to me, but I really am your friend. At least I want to be,"

"No you don't. None of you want to be my friend, you want to toy with my emotions and deem me Unstable. You want me out of Thomas's mind, don't you?" I felt tears clawing at my eyes and choking my throat, but I refused to cry. I refused to let him see how vulnerable I really am.

This is something I need to get used to. The only way I can convince them that I'm not Unstable is by turning off my emotions, forever.