Dad (Logicality/Complete)

Chapter 8: Promises

(Warning: Swearing, Verbal and physical abuse, sadness, injuries, coming out, homophobic slurs im so sorry, chloroform)

     (Third Person POV)
Virgil heard the front door close, tensing at the sound of his mother's voice. "Virgil sweetie! Im home!"

Virgil gulped, feeling his anxiety grow as he got up. 'Just tell her' he thought. He made his way downstairs. "Hello mother."

Delilah smiled. "Hi Virgil. Did you have a good day?" She set down her stuff.

"Yes.. I have something to tell you though." Virgil fidgeted with his jacket sleeve, nervously looking up at his mom.

"What is it dear?" Delilah felt a familiarity to Virgil's words, her anger rising a bit as she remembered Logan's words years before.

Virgil took a deep breath. "Im gay..."

Deiliah froze, staring at her son in horror. "Not you too... No! You're not!" She screamed.

Virgil flinched, already bracing himself for a hit. This proved ineffected though when Delilah swung her fist, connecting it to his stomach. He groaned, crouching over as he heald his stomach.

Delilah kept going, hitting the poor teenager harshly while spouting crued words. "You're a faggot! I lazy, good for nothing who betrayed me!"

Virgil sobbed, wincing and grunting at every hit. He was on the ground now, getting kicked in the stomach and chest.

After what seemed like hours but was really minutes, Delilah stopped. "Fuck you, you failure of a son!" She spat on him and walked into her room, stepping on Virgil in the process.

Virgil laid there for a couple minutes, feeling broken. He started to moved, feeling every shock of pain that ran through his body. He used the wall to stand, as soon as he did however, he fell from the loud crack in his leg, causing it to give out. He winced, trying not to cry out in pain.

After another minute, he tried to stand again, leaning on the wall. He shuffled to the door, getting it open and limping out onto the porch. Virgil looked at the steps and sighed, stepping down onto one, but fell. He groaned as he hit the concrete, thankful his head hit the grass. He carefully got back up. Trying to make his way to Logan's, he limped down the side walk. He winced, stopping for a few seconds.

Roman happen to be on his weekly jog when he saw the emo boy standing a little ways down the side walk. "Virgil! How are you?" He yelled, jogging his way over. He sped up when he saw the cuts and bruises. He stopped infront of Virgil. "What happened?!"

Virgil looked down, feeling faint. "I.. I n-need to get to L-logan.." Is all he could manage.

Roman sprung into action, wrapping his arm around Virgil's waist carefully as Virgil wrapped his arm around Roman's shoulder. Roman carefully helped Virgil walk down the street.

Logan's house was insight when Virgil collapsed. "I.. Cant.. I cant go.. Any f-further.."

Roman panicked and laid the emo down carefully. "Which house is it? Ill go get Logan."

Virgil painfully pointed towards the average sized two story house at the end of the street. Roman nodded, making sure Virgil would be okay where he was before taking off towards Logan's house.

He reached the door, knocking frantically on the door. Seconds later, Logan awnsered. "Can I assist you?"

"It's Virgil! He's hurt and he collasped-" before Roman could finish his sentence, Logan spottex Virgil laying down in the grass a few house down. Logan bolted, running faster than Roman had. Patton came to the door and watched as Logan dropped down by Virgil.

"Oh my goodness.." Patton murmured, covering his mouth.

Logan quickly, but carefully scooped Virgil up in his arms. He rushed towards the house, listening to the sobbing Virgil in his arms. "You promised... You p-promised you wouldn't l-let her hurt me anymore..." Virgil sobbed.

The sounds broke Logan's heart. "Patton, clear the couch!"

Patton quickly went inside, Roman following suit. Patton cleared the couch of bags and lawyer papers just as Logan stepped through the door. Logan set Virgil down on the couch, scanning over the injuries, noticing the labored breathing. "Virgil, may I remove your shirt?" Virgil nodded, groaning in pain.

Logan carefully slipped off Virgil's jacket then shirt, biting his lip from the large bruises that were forming. "Patton, get the first aid kit"

"Yes sir!" Patton shouted before taking off upstairs. Not long after, he came back down with the kit.

Logan took it and pulled out a bottle and a cloth. He dumped some of the contents onto the rag.

Virgil was crying, murmuring out. "You promised... You promised..."

"Im sorry..." Logan said before pressing the rag up to Virgil's mouth and nose.

Virgil slowly started falling into sleep as the he inhaled the scent of chloroform.

"You promised...."

Im sobbing.

I hope you are enjoying this story so far and I hope you are having a great day/night!

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

-Marsh