Decode (Sanders Sides fanfic)

Hurricane

Virgil and his mother stood outside on the balcony connected to his room. A little while earlier Virgil had had a panic attack. Usually he was alone when they happened making them easy to cover up. Unfortunately this time it was at the dinner table.

"Virgil, these need to stop." Jennifer Spencer told her son. "I just don't understand why you do this."

"I don't mean to. It just....happens." Virgil replied.

"Honey, please stop making excuses. You don't have anxiety, that's for little kids." She continued.

Virgil bit his tongue. His mother was so ignorant sometimes. She didn't believe in mental health at all. Neither did his father. "Okay." He said quietly.

His mother sighed. "Virgil..." She started but was interrupted.

"Don't, I get it." Virgil said through gritted teeth.

"I don't think you do." She said sternly.

Virgil looked at her. "What?"

"I looked at your internet history Virgil."

Virgils eyes widened and his breathing quickened. "What?!" He said more alarmed.

"Trying to sign up for online therapy?"

"Wait, what?"

"Don't play dumb Virgil. I saw it."

"Oh..uh it was a pop up." He said relieved.

"Was it now?" She said sarcastically. "You don't need therapy. You know that."

Virgil winced. He hated that sentence. 'You know that' was his mothers way of telling him what a disappointment he is.

Jennifer sighed and hugged her son. She pulled off his hood and looked at him. "Why'd you dye your hair?" She said as she ran her fingers through Virgil's bangs.

"I just wanted to." He bit his left lower lip. She pushed back his bangs out of his face. When you get all the hair out of the way, Virgil was pretty handsome. Jennifer always encouraged him to push it back once in a while. Most of the time you could barely see them but with his hair out of the way his eyes were beautiful. A mysterious yet comforting deep brown.

"I didn't know you wore eyeliner." His mother said looking at his eyes.

"Uh, yea."

"Where did you get it?" She never noticed her eyeliner missing.

"Bought it." He shrugged.

"If you're going to go through the trouble to buy it and put it on why cover it up?" She wondered.

Virgil thought about it. He didn't really have an answer. At least not one Jennifer would accept. "I don't know." He finally said.

"How come I've never met any of your friends?" She asked.

Virgil groaned a little. Of course, this had turned into one of her 'information sessions'. Once a month she would grill the shit out of you until you told her everything she wanted to know. To keep her at ease Virgil usually just told her what she wanted to hear but he was off his game today.

"They're busy." He lied.

"I don't buy it anymore. Tell me the truth Virgil." She demanded.

He sighed. "I don't have any." He muttered.

"What do you mean!" She exclaimed. "You should have plenty of friends, a boy like you."

"A boy like me?" Virgil laughed. "You mean the 'Emo Loser' everyone steers clear of."