Chapter 10

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Virgil POV

I woke up feeling like I had just been in a coma. I raised my head slowly while my senses began to return to me. I realized that I was in a chair with my hands and feet restrained along with a rope around my chest and a bag over my head. The reality of the situation kicked in. I had been kidnapped. I started breathing heavily, I tried to calm my breathing but it was too much. I heard someone open a door in front of me, but I didn't pay it any mind. The person took the mask off of my face and saw my situation. They started trying to calm me down from my attack by playing with my hair. I vaguely wondered why this person cared so much until I looked up. Then my fast breathing didn't matter because I simply stopped breathing and staring at the person in front of me in shock.

"D-Damian?" I said quietly. He smirked and sat down at my feet.

"Hey V~" He said. My panic turned into anger.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR ISSUE!!!!" I yelled. "WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT NO MEANS NO!" He winced slightly at my words but I didn't care. This guy had ruined my life over and over, now he has the nerve to this. I wasn't just angry, I was enraged.

"Virgil," He said calmly "I know what I did was wrong and I know that this is wrong but I can't live without you..."

"Then die." I snarled. I knew my words were harsh but yet again, I didn't care. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You realize that you are being extremely immature." He said.

"Says the one who kidnapped their ex because they couldn't move on like everyone else does." I retorted. He stared at me for a while as I glared back at him. Then he stood up and walked towards the door. Right before he walked out, he turned and said,

"You know, maybe if my will to do this doesn't persuade you, maybe my will to hurt others you care for will." Then he walked out, leaving me to ponder his words. I swear if he hurt Roman, Logan, or Patton I would make sure to hurt him ten times as bad as he hurt me. Did they even know I was gone? What were they going to do about it? And the most haunting thought of all... Did they even care?  

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