The Tragedy of Roman and Virgil

Resurrection

Roman's POV:

Virgil has been gone for officially fifteen days. Some memories of mine with him are slipping away. I still remember our first kiss and when we did...ya know...for the first time. Sometimes I don't remember his voice or his face, so I open up the box and watch some videos of him. Though I always end up crying. I miss him so much. I wish I could hold him in my arms again, make his stomach flutter with butterflies, pepper his beautiful face with small kisses, tell him I love him. But now, I never can.

"Roman! Logan! Dinner!"

I crawl out of bed, put on Virgil's sweatshirt, and head downstairs. The smell of chicken and peas hit my nose. Normally, my mouth would water at the smell, but under these circumstances, nothing interests me anymore. Except for Virgil. He still interests me and he forever will.

I sit down next to Logan, who's reading a book. I look over at him and ask, "What book are you reading?"

"Flowers In The Attic. It's a very good, but disturbing, book. I do not recommend for you to read it. It would scar you for life and you would find it way too disgusting. It's nothing like that ridiculous Disney."

Patton places a plate of food in front of Logan. "Disney isn't ridiculous, Logan. It's splendid and magical and fun! And so so so enchanting!"

Logan fixes his glasses. "Magic is not real. Therefore, Disney is stupid."

Patton gasps. "You must eat all of your peas, mister!"

"I know that book," I say.

Logan looks at me. "You do? From where?"

"It was one of Virgil's favorite book series."

Silence fills the room. Great Roman. You just ruined dinner.

Patton walks away and puts a plate of food in front of me.

"I'm not hungry," and I push the plate away.

"Roman...I know that Virgil is gone...but you have to eat. You can't keep going on like this!"

I look up to see Patton crying, his hands shaking. "I don't have the will."

"But maybe we can get that will back! Maybe we can make you the happy, joyful person that you were!"

I stare down at the floor and whisper, "I'm too broken beyond repair. Life sucks without Virgil. I need him here. I need him with me." I start to cry and shake. "I miss him so much. I miss his laugh, his smirk, his soft lips, his dark outlook on life, his conspiracy theory videos. I miss everything about him. I want my little My Chemical Romance obsessed emo nightmare back. I would do anything to hold him in my arms again. To hold him close and hug him, making him feel better. I want to feel his warmth. I want to feel his presence. I want him to come back...but he never will come back. He's gone...gone forever. I'll never see him ever again. He's fucking gone...gone forever!"

Patton comes over and gives me a hug as I sob into my hands. "Everything will be okay, Roman. Everything will be okay." He rubs my back, trying to comfort me, but the emptiness instead my heart grows. My soul has become a black hole. Swallowing everything that I have.

"Roman, I know that you miss Virgil very much, but you accept the fact that he's gone forever," Logan says. "Maybe it's time to move on. Maybe putting everything of him in that box was a mistake. Maybe we should burn it. And maybe burn his memory away with it."

"Logan," Patton says. "Maybe it's best not to make decisions like that yet." Patton keeps on rubbing my back, telling me that everything is going to be okay, but I don't believe him. "And I know it may not seem like it now, but everything will be okay. You just have to have faith in yourself."

"But I don't have faith in anything anymore," I say. I get up, shaking and crying.

"Roman, wait-" Patton says.

"Leave me alone," I growl. Then I run upstairs to Virgil's room, slam the door, and curl up on his bed, crying my heart out.

Why did he have to risk himself to save all of us? Why couldn't he have told us about the deal he made with Deceit so we could've helped him? I could've helped him. I could've saved him. If only he told me about it. I would've killed Deceit. I would've saved Virgil. My lover. My one and only. But now he's gone. I start crying harder, wrapping myself up in his blankets. It makes me feel as if he's here, holding me in his arms, letting me know that he's still here. But I know that I'll never see him.

I get up and go to my room, grabbing one of Virgil's sweatshirt, and hugging it. The warmth touches my face as my hot tears run down my cheeks. If Virgil was here, I would be okay, but since he's not here, then I will never be okay.

"Baby, you're a haunted house
Better find another superstition
We're gonna stay in love somehow
Cause, baby, you're a haunted house now"

That song...what is that song? And who's singing it?

"And your heart will stay forever
When your last remains are few
In the dark, we dance together
And I'd like to be waiting with you"

It sounds like it's coming from Virgil's room.

"Oh, baby, you're a haunted house
Better find another superstition
We're gonna stay in love somehow
Cause, baby, you're a haunted house now"

I get up and open my door, still listening to the beautiful voice.

"And the nights, they last forever
And days are always making you blue
In the dark, we laugh together
Cause the misery's funny to you"

I walk down the hallway to Virgil's room.

"Oh, baby, you're a haunted house
Better find another superstition
We're gonna stay in love somehow
Cause, baby, you're a haunted house now"

I open the door, though I swore I never closed it.

"I'll be the only one who likes the things you do
I'll be the ghost inside your head when we are through
Sometimes you scare me, but I come around to you
I'll say hello, hello, hello
And I'll find a way to scare you too"

I look up to see the back of a young man, who then turns around, and I gasp at who it is.

"Baby, you're a haunted house
Better find another superstition
We're gonna stay in love somehow
Cause, baby, you're a haunted house now"

I say in shock, "Virgil?"

"Oh, baby, you're a haunted house
Better find another superstition
You better go and take a bow
Cause, baby, you're a haunted house
Baby, you're a haunted house"

He looks at me in confusion and asks, "Who are you?"

"Baby, you're a haunted house now"