Deceit's Hunger

Part 13

The sight of Virgil marching down the hall was something that Patton certainly wasn't going to forget for a long time coming, he had never seen Virgil as angry as he was now. A sharp piercing sensation pierced his chest as he instinctively scrambled back, the rug burned the palms of his hands as his breath caught in his throat making it near impossible to get a word out.

Virgil looked like a dark avenging angel as his lips curled back in a sneer and his eyes held a look that he had honestly never seen before, but what scared him most of all was Virgil's hands. His fists were clenched tightly, and had he been close enough he was sure that he would have seen them trembling with unbridled rage. Now Patton had never felt fear towards Virgil before, even when everyone else declared Virgil the villain and before he had even spoken his name to all of them.

Now though...now Patton felt nothing but fear as Virgil descended onto him, yanking him up by the collar of his shirt and slamming him against the wall with a rough resounding thud. The pictures on the wall rattled, threatening to fall from where they hung, but Virgil didn't so much as glance at them unlike Patton, who had hoped that it would at least distract Virgil somewhat.

No such luck.

Virgil looked to furious to even speak to Patton, but all it took was a single glance at Deceit, who was still cowering on the floor lost in his own mind before the words came rushing out like a tsunami.

"Why?" Was all that the anxious side could snarl out, his bright white teeth glinting like fangs in the light of the hallway, and Patton couldn't help but to flinch back.

Dread gripped every bones, muscle, and fiber in his body making it completely impossible to fight back, or to even ask to be set down seeing as Virgil held him a good few inches off of the ground. Despite it all, Virgil was a lot stronger than he appeared to be.

"B..Because..." Patton's teeth chattered together as he forced the word out of his numb lips, was this what Deceit had felt like when he had cornered him? Was this..was this how he had felt any time he felt hungry? Anytime he knew that he couldn't go to the kitchen, or anyone else for help? When..when he had cornered him and threatened him? When he had accused Deceit of planning something? Of being a villain?

And who is the villain now? Look at everything that you've done, look at him...

The sour thought twisted and turned in his mind, making his tongue feel as if it were sticking to the top of his mouth. For a second he said nothing, not until Virgil thumped him again, this time more solidly against the wall. He was expecting an answer, and Patton wasn't going to get away with not giving him one.

"I..I cornered him..in..in the kitchen, because I found him there. I thought that since..he made you nervous with his lies..he made everyone nervous." Words felt like sludge pouring out of Patton's mouth, but he found that once he started, he couldn't really stop either. " I thought that he might do something, so I wanted to put an end to it before it even began. I just..I just thought that making him go back to the dark sides would make everything go back to normal, I didn't know! Virgil, I didn't know that he couldn't go back, and I didn't know that he would..."

Patton's voice drifted off as he sent a heartbroken look towards Deceit, just for Virgil to move his head in the way preventing him from even looking at the other side. For a second Virgil's grip tightened on him, and that well of fear curled inside of Patton's stomach, then he was shaking him. The movement was quick and violent, making his glasses slide down his nose before clattering to the ground, the world then became a massive blur as his sight was stripped from him.

"It doesn't matter!" Virgil growled, his voice was rough and it echoed all down the hall, even though Patton clearly couldn't see, both Roman and Logan peered around the corner the both of them wearing a look of intense worry and shock as Virgil finally put Patton back down. "It doesn't matter if he was or if he wasn't planning something, he didn't deserve this! He deserved to be treated with kindness, he deserved a place to eat in and to call home! He deserved..."

Virgil's shoulders slumped for a second, his dark eyes growing misty as his clenched fingers finally released the stretched out fabric of Patton's shirt letting him slowly stoop down to get his glasses.

"He deserved a family...and you made him think that it wouldn't happen for him. You made him scared to seek our help, and..and you made him suffer for nothing." Virgil voice finally cracked as a he took a step back, he dropped his head into his hands taking a deep shuddering breath as he fought off the tears that were attempting to overwhelm him.

His bottom lip trembled at the action, and as Patton reached forward, an attempt to lay a hand on his shoulder. Virgil's head snapped back up as another hand gripped his shoulder instead. The sensation of a cold forehead pressing against his back allowed him to almost instantly relax.

Deceit was no longer sitting on the floor staring at anything and everything all at once, his trembling shaking fingers, overwrought with tension and fear, gripped the shoulder of Virgil's jacket. The deceitful side swallowed thickly before taking a breath, his throat felt raw and scratchy, but even so, he forced the words out.

"Don't do this Virgil...just don't. Losing you..Your relationship with him isn't worth it in compared to me, he...he is right. He was just trying to protect you, to protect all of you." Almost immediately Virgil wanted to twist his body around, to tell Deceit that it very well was worth it, that what Patton had done wasn't acceptable under any circumstances, even Patton's expression seemed to say the same thing even if a word didn't leave him.

But the moment that he turned to move, the grip on his shoulder tightened, letting him know that he was supposed to stay right there.

"He IS right Virgil, I..I never should have come into the light, I made you nervous and I made everyone else scared of their own family. I belong in the dark, and you in the light..." Virgil really didn't like where this was going, and Deceit had pretty much expected that, he had wanted to play and he had wanted to have a family like Virgil had. To be accepted, the dark sides were different, the dark sides had no concept of family, he had tried and he had failed.

Deceit's hands moved to grip the back of Virgil sweater as his other arm gave him a somewhat awkward hug.

"It felt nice though...being with you, I will ll certainly miss it and you, Virge." The words that he so dearly wanted to say where left unsaid, and the moment that Virgil didn't feel the hand gripping him, he swung around, his eyes were wide awash with tears that finally..finally trailed down his cheeks coating them in a layer of wet eyeshadow. Even his tears were warm as they dripped down his cheeks, and without even thinking twice about it as he roughly shoved Patton to the side as the moral side attempted to console him. Virgil ran down the hall.

Please don't be gone. Please don't be gone. Please-

It was gone.

Where the door to Deceit's room, the elegant black and yellow door, that had once stood was nothing. Placing the palms of his hands against the barren wall a horrifying sound between a wounded animal and a scream erupted from Virgil. Rearing his hand back, Virgil's bare knuckles struck that blank area of the wall, there nothing there, nothing but the smooth area of cream-colored wallpaper and paint.

Right now, Virgil had never hated it more in his entire life.

It took the brute force of both Roman and Logan to pry Virgil away from that wall, and even more so to get him back downstairs so that they could bandage his hands.

"I hate you! I hate you!" Virgil openly snarled at Patton as he was being dragged away, his teeth were once again bared in that openly aggressive and animalistic way. Roman was the one to quickly jerk him out of Patton's sight before the moral side could say anything in return. Even downstairs Patton could hear Virgil harsh sobs that sounded more and more harrowing the further he was dragged away from the wall.

Eventually, his cries went silent, but it did nothing to make any of them feel better.