Didn't Know { Book 1 }

~Chapter 3: Oh Brother... Literally~

(Art not by me! Obviously...)

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~Virgil's POV~

I was watching as Emile got his stuff in... well I guess I should say 'our' room. Emile and I were sharing a room because he was worried about me. I told him I was fine, but he didn't listen. He insisted he should be the one to see if I was fine.

Emile got his laptop out and put it on his bed. He placed his clipboard on the laptop. Then he started organizing his side of the room. I sat on a desk that was under my bed.

"Need help?" I asked. Emile looked at me.

"Nope! I got this." He said. I just nodded. Emile looked around. Then frowned. "Oh no..."

"What is it?"

"I forgot my box full of cartoon figures!" He exclaimed.

"Don't worry, I can go them," I said. Emile looked at me, wide-eyed.

"No! I don't want you to get hurt!" He replied.

"I'll be fine, Em. Don't worry. Where are they?"

"In my car... here." Emile handed me his car keys.

"I'll be back," I said and hopped off the desk and went out of the room. I exited the dorm without anyone talking to me. I almost got out of the building, but I ran into someone.

"Watch where you're going!" They yelled. It was clearly a man. I looked up and saw... oh brother... literally. Bane, my brother, standing in front of me, towering over me. He smirked when he realized it was me. "Well, well, well... look who we have here."

We? Who's w- oh no again. He had Synn and 'Deceit' with him.

"Why, if it isn't my little brother, Virgil." Bane said.

"Get out of the way, Bane." I groaned. Bane was only older than me by a year, so he went to college earlier than me.

"No chance, Lil' bro. I texted you to stay out of my way." He smirked. Bane snapped his fingers. "Boys!"

This was going to be just great! Not...

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Ow. Ow. Ow...

I managed to slip away from them. But, now I'm limping. Pretty sure I have a black eye and bloody nose. I still got Emile's box of cartoon figures. I was just going to hide my face behind the box. When I put it down, I'm going to use my hood. Hopefully, it works...

I fiddled with the keys in my hand for a sec. I opened the door to the dorm and just went straight to my room I shared with Emile.

"Oh, Virgil! Finally!" Emile exclaimed. "What took you so long?"

"Uh... y' know. This place is huge and there's a lot of cars." I said. It wasn't technically a lie. This place is huge.

"Okay... let me get that box." Emile said. I heard him come over. I panicked. When he grabbed the box, I lifted up my hood really fast and faced my head down. "Virgil? What are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing. Just looking at the floor. Being me." I lied.

"Virgil..." Emile warned. "What are you hiding?"

"..." I stayed silent. I heard a box being put down. Emile walked towards me, I walked back a few steps and turned around.

"Virgil." Emile huffed. "Let me see your face."

"mm..." I hummed. I just avoided looking at Emile and walking away from him.

"Virgil!" Emile shouted. Probably getting the others' attention. "Let me see!"

I hesitated. "Fine..." I lifted my head up slowly and put down my hood. Emile gasped.

"Virgil! What happened to you!?" Emile exclaimed. I didn't notice the others were by the door, then they came into the room and gasped at my face.

"I... guess this is what I get for being in my brother's territory." I sighed. I noticed a wall mirror on Emile's side. I was right... I had a black eye, bloody nose, and some bruises.

"Your brother did that to you?" Emile asked in disbelief. I nodded.

"It's not as bad as the other times..." I muttered. I looked at my bag on the floor next to me. I went over and picked it up. I rummaged through it, looking for my white foundation.

"D-do you need ice or anything?" Emile asked.

"I can get it. I know how blackeyes work. Not like this is the first one..." I said. I huffed when I didn't find my white foundation. Must've left it at home... dang, it. I put down my bag and messed with my bangs so they covered my eye.

By now, Emile was talking to the others, showing something that was on his clipboard. My eye started hurting.

I cleared my throat, gaining their attention.

"I need to get ice," I said. They moved out the way of the door. I walked past them and went to the kitchen.

I opened the freezer and got a bag of ice. I put some ice in a plastic bag and then got sheets of paper towels. I wrapped the plastic bag in the paper towel and placed the makeshift ice pack on my bruised eye.

I lied down on the couch. I held the ice pack against my eye. I let go of the ice pack and it sat in place. I placed my earbuds in my ears, got out my phone and listened to Fall Out Boy.

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