4am

Part 8.

Roman's POV

I talked to my brothers today and asked them about the Princey nickname. We talked for a bit and realized that we were the only ones to call me Princey, but not only that we also realized that we had no idea we're the nickname came from. We tried thinking back but we couldn't remember. The strangest thing though, was that we couldn't remember any of our lives before age 10. We just seemed to start making memories at the same time. Logan says that it's weird because 'the human brain should be able to retain memories from the age 4'

But it's whatever, fair the well diary. I must go look at photo albums with my brothers now!

Virgil's POV

I had just completed the shadows work for the night and was heading to Central Park. 'I don't know if it's a good idea to go. They said they had information about my family but as far as I know, their
Don't say it, it still hurts.
It was twenty years ago, get over it.
HE WAS ONLY TEN! How heartbroken do you remember him being.
It doesn't matter! He still has a parent so what's the big deal?
That "one parent" is a monster who, if you hadn't noticed, has been on the run because of what he did.
'Would you please shut up. These aren't happy memories you know.'

I walked into the park and looked around, then down at my watch, 4am.

Glad you could make it.

I wiped my head around and saw a man with a hoodie hiding his face. "Who are you? What do you want?"

I'm here to tell you about your family, your real one.

"I don't know you, so how could you possibly know me?"

I know many things about you Virgil, one of them being that if you where to touch me I would have an anxiety attack.

I stared in shock, how did he know? Was he a cop and here to arrest me?

I'm no cop, I'm an old friend.

"Oh yeah, what's your name then?"

My name is Thomas, Thomas Sanders.