(LAMP) The orphanage of secrets (poly sanders)

Fourteen

[A\N ~ I was actually bored today, thought I give you guys an update! Yippyyyyyy! (Sarcasm). (Always when I say that, I sound sarcastic,)  Sooooo. I'm still updating around Saturday like I normally do, so don't you worry!  PS. I'm supposed to be studying for my maths exam tomorrow. Oh well-!  Good thing I'm good at maths. I'll study in a bit. This is just a short chap. But for now, enjoy!]

"There are wars in..?" I thought out loud. Virgil nodded, his head back on my shoulder. I continued rubbing his back.

"I'm sorry for not telling you!" He bawled. I tried to calm him down because he started shaking again. "I just can't. I hate the stupid wars!" He starts crying again. I hold him even tighter. "Stupid dark sides. Always wanting to take over everything. Bloody imbeciles." He added.

He started to calm down again. "I am here, okay? No matter what happens." He then looked up at me. I wiped away the tears on his cheeks. He started to smile, most likely because of my actions. His warm smile made me smile. I cupped his cheek. His smile dropped. "V-Virgil? Are you-?" He cut me off by kissing me softly. It was quick, but I loved it. He then hid his face in my neck. "Hey... Do not do something like that and decide to hide from me." He just hummed.

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"Hey Princey, where are you taking me?" I asked Roman as he pulled me outside on the grounds. He stopped when we were far enough out of ear shot from anyone.

He sighed. "I..." He started. "I need help... Advise. I thought you might help me." He spoke.

"Yes?"

"I uh..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Heh heh... You see, I might have, accidentally, unintentionally-"

I crossed my arms. "I am waiting."

"I took Deceit's diary okay!?" He placed his hands in his hair. "I was worried and thought he might try something bad so I took his diary in which he only writes in on Saturdays and Tuesdays and-"

"Slow down!" I pinched the bridge of my nose. "You took his diary." I stated, amused.

"Not just his diary..." He mumbled.

I raised my one eyebrow. "What else of his did you steal?"

"I stole nothing! I'm merely borrowing!" He exploded. "But in the most recent entry, he said that he was planning on hurting Patton in some way! But he hasn't decided how yet!" He explained. After his little breakdown, he looked at his feet. "I was just trying to help..."

I rolled my eyes and hugged him. He stiffed up, but hugged my back anyway. "You need to put it back before he finds that it is gone."

Roman chuckles darkly. "That's easy. I've been taking his diary since we were twelve." We end our hug. "It's the other thing I took that I'm not sure I want to return..."

I looked at him, shocked. "You read people's diaries often? And what was this other thing?"

"I only take his diary... And I use to take Virgil's years ago, but that's not the point! The point is that I found a letter that was pushed in from under the door. It's risky since he has roommates, but it was addressed to him..." Roman fished around in his jacket pocket. He took out a letter and gave it to me. "You might want to read this."

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Dear Damien 'Deceit' Ule

I have decided to write you this letter, informing you of the games.

You shall have to attend to take out this 'person' you speak of. Though I would advise you change the date. I also advise you to hurt them in a more refined way.

None the less, the games still await your presence. This year, you shall have to commit arsin in the most cheerful way possible. You need to earn your spot.

Furthermore, when you shall meet me again I shall give you a file on somebody that you need to watch. I trust you shall do as I command.

Insincerely

RS

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"Roman, I hate to say this but... We do not have a choice. We need to return this."He looked at me, shocked that I would even insist on such a thing. "Listen," I tried again. "If he does not receive this letter, and he does meet up with this person again, they both will know that there is someone looking through his possessions."

Roman sighed. "You're right." He placed the letter back in it's envelope. "I don't want to return it but... I don't want them to know that we know ether." He places it back in his jacket pocket.

"We need to tell the others."