A Shoulder To Cry On

Chapter 32- Patton?!

TW:
Violence 🤕

Patton's POV

I had to get out of there. His eyes. All the proof I needed. His room. I needed to get to his room. His laugh. I needed him. Virgil. Virgil. Virgil! I fought against all common sense and survival instincts and ran to his room. I need him.

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I rushed to the border. I looked to the ominous darkness ahead of me. I took a deep breath.
You can do this, Pat.
I can do this.

I stepped into the abyss.

Virgil's POV

That jerk cut my arm! And my leg! Oh is he gonna pay!
Aww, is someone cranky?
Can you shut up for one second?!
:D nope.
Urgh!
You deserved it.
Shut up!
Make me.
I wi-wait.......where's Morality?!

Patton's POV

I looked to the ancient, wooden door with the massive metal hoop for a handle. With a shaky hand, I lifted it up and pulled the door open, being hit with the smell of dust and wood. I looked into our opponents living area properly for the first time and I've gotta say, it's a dump.

Everything except the walls (which were stone) was wood: the tables, chairs, doors, everything. Spiderwebs hung from the corners of the walls and the smell of dust lingered in the air. I looked down the cracked walls of the corridor until I caught sight of Virgil's door. I fidgeted around in my pocket until I found the key.
"Let's hope this still works," I said holding my breath, slotting the key in the lock.

I heard the beautiful click and I pushed open the door to one of the saddest things I've ever saw iny life.

Logan's POV

As I was fighting Creator's Block- God I hated him- Roman turned around to reassure Patton everything was okay. He turned back looking whiter than a sheet,
"P...Patton's gone," he whispered.
"What?!" I asked punching Paranoia.
"He's gone!"
"What did you do with him?!" I demanded from the Dark Sides, though it was mostly aimed at Virgil.

Deceit turned to him.
"You had one job!"
Paranoia joined in then,
"C-come on Virgil! It's easy to keep an eye on one p-person!"
Creator's Block then added,
"Honey it's not that hard,"
"Oh I'm sorry, I don't see chuncks missing from you!" he replied.

So none of them had Patton. Where on earth was he?!

Patton's POV

His galaxy walls were faded and the colours mixed into a depressing gray. His posters were torn and his bedsheets were nonexistent. His furniture was wood scattered across the floor and beautiful starry curtains that covered a magnificent night sky was just more depressing wall.

But the worst thing about his room was his desk.  The hoodie I had got him was torn up and flung across the remains of a chair and his desk was cluttered with papers and a thick notebook.

I walked into the once beautiful room and got hit with a wave of negative energy. I rushed over to the desk refusing to look at the remains of the room. I pushed through the papers and clutched the notebook.
"There has to be something in here," I muttered flicking to the first page.

October 19th, 2016

I'm a person! I'm really here! I can't believe it, I've been invisible for so long. When Deceit saw me he was so happy! We kissed for-