Save him (Prinxiety)(Complete)

Chapter 5: Fighting

(Warning: swearing, drugs, fighting, screming, escape)

    (Third person)
Virgil pulled at his restraints, grunting from the bruises that were forming on his wrists. Damian was just waking up from his drug high. "Ugh..." He groaned, clenching his teeth and shutting his eyes tight. "Will you quit it V? You're never going to break tho-" Damian was cut off by two loud snaps.

Damien swung his head towards his emo friend, wide eyed. Virgil had snapped the zip ties around hsi wrists. "Don't fret De. Ill get us pit of here." Virgil pulled a pocket knife out of his back pocket and cut the bounds around his legs. He quickly got up and cut Damian free, pulling him up out of the chair.

The two headed towards the door, stopping when the door knob started to wiggle. Virgil quickly grabbed Damian and hid against the wall by the door. The door opened, the man walking in to find the two empty chairs. He shouted, looking frantically around the room.

Virgil glanced at Damian. "De. You have to run. Run as fast and far as you can." He whispered just quiet enough for Damian to hear. "What do you..?" Virgil shot De a look. "I promised I would get you out of here. You have to run." He whispered, his voice cracking as tears prickled at his eyes.

Damian shut his eyes before nodding. Virgil smirked his signature smirk before leaping out at their captor. De watched in horror as his friend fought the man who caused them so much pain. He went to run, but heard a slam then a grunt. He turned to see Virgil pinned to the floor, being beaten to a pulp.

Just when he was about to turn and help, Virgil screamed at the top of his lungs. "RUN DE. RUN! PLEASE JUST GO!" De shattered into tears, taking the broken emo's advice and took off up the stairs. The sounds of screams and thuds echoed through the house as the man ran through the halls and out the front door.

De ran and ran until he couldn't run anymore. He ran until his lungs burned and his feet ached. He got to some random neighborhood and collapsed, sobbing into the concrete after hours of running.

A car pulled up to him and parked, the sound of doors opening and footsteps up to him. He lifted his head weakly, the light blinding him slightly. "Are you okay sir?" A voice asked, sounding childish yet stoic. "H-help me..." He murmured before passing out.

The pink tie wearing cartoon therapist grew worried for the unconscious man. He quickly picked up the snake faced adult and laid him down in the back seat of his car before pulling his phone out and making a call.

"Hey, it's Picani. I found a stranger put in the road while driving home. Could I bring him to Virge's?" After a short call, he hung up amd got in the driver's seat, making his way to his destination.

Dont hate me

I hope you guys are enjoying this story and I hope your having a great day/night!

Take it easy guys, gals, and my fellow non-binary pals! Peace out!

-Marsh