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Four - Enough to Drive

Me: *has essay that's due tomorrow*

Also me: *writes and reads fanfiction all day* I'm productive!

A/N - HEWWO FWENDS! *throws angst and feels at chu* YEET YEET BITCHES-

WARNINGS - ANGSTY ANGST THEMES AND FREAKING DANIEL (yes, he's a warning now lol)

Note - The song used in this chapter is "Can You Feel My Heart" by Bring Me the Horizon.

Remy didn't even flinch when he kicked the door of the hair salon open.

Twenty minutes after it officially closed for the night.

Roman had his arms crossed as he stormed into the salon, angrily pacing around the waiting area. Remy didn't look up from his sweeping either. Roman glared at the ground, continuing his pacing for a good few minutes before abruptly turning and pointing a finger at his twin.

"I need a blunt object, a large bag, and an alibi!" the shorter Princeton declared. Remy glanced at him, sighing.

"You are not committing murder tonight. Or any night. You need a new hobby, bro."

"I need an accomplice!" Roman replied hottily, stomping past his brother. "TALYN!"

"Could you not pull them into your dramatics-"

"Yeah?" Talyn popped their head around the corner, where they'd been sweeping the sink area.

"Do you happen to know any abandoned places that no one will find a bod- OW!" Roman yelped when his brother slapped his arm with the broom. "Um, EW-"

"Stop conspiring murder, ya damn psycho! Now, what the hell is up with you?" Remy demanded, before moving on to the next area he had to clean. Talyn also went back to their work, chuckling at the twins' antics, as Roman collapsed into one of the chairs, glaring at nothing in particular.

"I want to bash Daniel's fucking face in with the blunt of a shotgun, that's what's up with me." he snarled. Remy paused his work, blinking rapidly.

"Um, what?" he frowned at Roman, before furrowing his brows in worry. "Did... did he bail on Virgil after they got to fourth base-"

"No, thank god. I'll kill him twice if he so much as looks at Virge again!"

Remy stared at him, eyes narrowing in confusion. Roman groaned, rubbing a hand up his face and through his styled red hair. His twin stared at him, waiting patiently for an explanation.

"...Y'know how Daniel's mom's getting remarried, and the guy moved in a few days ago," Roman muttered, clenching his fingers slightly around his hair. Remy nodded, urging him to continue. "When I showed up at Virgil's to hang out with him on my lunch, I... there was this girl, Dan's soon-to-be stepsister..."

"...And?" Remy urged when Roman trailed off, glare intensifying. Roman sighed again, breath slightly shaking as the flashes of the scene he saw earlier today filled his head.

"And... Virgil was holding her, she was crying, she was bruised and beaten... Daniel did that to her... Well, him... and it apparently got worse after he told Dan he was trans..."

Remy's eyes widened, and Roman could practically feel the rage boiling inside his twin now. Roman swallowed, gritting his teeth. That gi- boy... Patton... The way he'd practically clung to Roman for dear life... How shaky and distraught he'd been... Patton didn't deserve to be hurt like that, or hurt at all. And the fact that it was Daniel fucking Leer that had done that to him...