Mysterious Letter // Prinxiety Fanfiction

Chapter 4 - One step closer

Virgil P.O.V.

Why isn't he here yet! It's been 20 minutes since Logan went to get him. I'm starting to think that he figured it out. Uh oh... I'm getting anxious... Maybe he didn't, right? If he did, he would've probably talked to me about it. Or maybe he is scared of me! What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm just a trash bag waiting to be dumped on the sidewalk? What if - no. I have to stop. This isn't helping. I have to calm down. We have a video to film and I can't back out now.

*Logan appears*

''There you are! What took you so long?!'' I ask maybe a bit to drastically.

''Roman appears to have trouble with... uhm... his shoulder pads! Yes!''

''Okay... well is he coming now?'' I respond. As I say so, Roman pops up.

''Finally! Are you okay? Cause I really need you in this one buddy.'' Thomas asked a bit worried.

''Yes of course! I am totally fine! Just had to make myself look good for the camera.'' Roman replied obviously trying to hide something.

''Well your shoulder look great Roman.'' Patton added with a big smile on his face.

''Uhm... thank.. you?''

''Okay. Everyone is here, now let's start filming!''

***

After a few hours of recording, we all go to the kitchen for our traditional ''cookie celebration''. But today was different than usual... Instead of bragging about himself, Roman didn't say a single word. He waited silently for the cookies to be ready. A half hour later, the oven makes itself heard. Roman grabbed a few cookies and went to his room still silent. He shuts the door behind him and locks the door. I wanted to go to his room to talk but that would bring too much suspicion... Maybe I could write another letter? Yeah! That might cheer him up right? I take some cookies myself and go to my place. I make sure the door is locked behind me... I pick up my dark inked pen and start writing on the paper.

Dear Prince Roman,

Someday, everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that, everything happens for a reason.

-A

***

Roman P.O.V.

I've been lying on my bed for a good 2 hours now. That letter haunts me. It makes me miserable. The unknown keeps bringing me down knowing that I might never know who wrote these wonderful phrases who made my heart sing like in a Disney movie. I need to clear my mind. I finally decide to get up and see what the others were up too.

I go downstairs but there is no one there. They are probably sleeping. Although it is only midnight Thomas is never asleep before 2 a.m. at least! I don't know... I don't want to bother them. Maybe I should go back to my room and watch The Greatest Showman again. Love that movie! I walk up the stairs and I see an enveloppe taped to my door. Another letter! It has my name written on it. I rip the letter from my door and open it as quickly as I could without ripping it. I read it and my heart melts once again to the sweet words written in black. I couldn't handle my excitement. I had to talk to Logan.

I go to his door and knock. No answers. I knock again softly and whisper:

''Hey Logan? You in there?''

Still no answers. He's probably sleeping. He always had a healthy sleep schedule. A bit disappointed not to be able to share my happiness, I make my way towards my room but all of a sudden, Logan comes out of Morality's room... He notices me and I can see his cheeks turning red.

''Hi, Logan...''

''Oh... uhm hey Roman! What are you doing here?'' he asked clearly embarrassed.

''Well I was actually searching for you but you seem a bit preoccupied so I'm gonna go-''

''No no! It's fine. Uh, what do you need?''

''Well can we talk in my room? I don't want the others to hear...''

''Sure.''

We walk in my room and close the door.

''So I wanted to talk to you because I received another letter!''

''Oh really? Let me see!''

He starts reading and examines the letter carefully. He stops and looks closer adjusting his glasses.

''What is it?'' I ask curiously.

''Look! There is faint fingerprint on the top left corner!''

''Really?'' I grab the letter and look closer. I hover it over the light. There was in fact a fingerprint. A tan colored fingerprint. ''Is that... foundation?''