Logan's POV
Where was I? Where had I been for... seconds? Hours? Minutes? Days?
I opened my eyes. Like I could see. My glasses were covered in dirt.
I wiped them clean. The place was amazing.
A cliff was right in front of me. An azure guitar was just in front of me. It was as if it was calling to me.
I picked it up. I strummed a random chord.
Perfect.
A voice started to sing.
"Goodbye cruel world. I'm leaving you today. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. Goodbye, all you people, there's nothing you can say, to make me change my mind."
We chorused, "Goodbye."
The voice's owner appeared.
He wore a suit with orange stripes.
"Hey?" I looked at him,
He smiled, "Don't jump."
"Eh?"
"I thought you were going to..."
"Who are you?"
He went quiet... "Cecil."
I froze, "Like Virgil?
"Virgil? You know him?"
"Yeah?"
"Oh..."
We sat together, laughing, chatting, being stupid.
Virgil's POV
I threw Logan against the ground in rage. His glasses fell onto the ground. I punched him in the face. I hit his stomach. He recoiled. He hit me. I screamed out. He smiled. I fell back. I thought of Patton, how would he react? Calmly? Angrily? Sadly?
I never said goodbye...
I saw a flash of yellow in his eye; I realised who it was.
"DECEIT?!"
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A/N
I've been obsessed with pink Floyd so there's a few references to them ngl.
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The Dark Side
FanfictionIt started in Virgil's room. But it was too late. Deceit had came to him with the strongest grudge Virgil had ever known. It would hurt both. (Moxiety!)
