"What the hell, Virgil??"
Remus stands in front of me, hands on his hips. Deceit stands on his left and Remy on his right. I stare at my lap, fidgeting.
"You know you can't interfere and go off like that," Remy says.
"What do you know?" I shoot. "You're not light or dark." Remy folds his arms. "You're just there."
"You sounded like a whole light side. You're not a light side. You know this. Don't even get me started on your room. You were assigned black. Dark. You. Are. A. Dark. Side. A. Nightmare. To. Thomas," Deceit scolds. I grit my teeth. I don't feel like a dark side. I don't think I was assigned right.
"Are you going to respond?" Remus asks. I bite my lip and swallow my thoughts.
"I'm sorry. It won't happen again. I promise," I murmur. Remus sighs and clicks his tongue at the others.
"C'mon. Some of us have jobs to do," he says, turning towards the door. I stare at the floor as they leave. Only after they leave do I get up and go to my record player. Slowly, I finger through my records and pull out an old My Chemical Romance album, placing it on the player and lowering the needle.
Loud music fills the room as I summon things just to throw them and break them. I'm a light side, honest.
"Can't believe them..." I mutter, throwing myself onto my bed. There's a loud knock on my door and I get up, going over to it and opening it. Once again, nobody's there. I look at the floor and find a little box. It's not wrapped, but there's a little blue bow on it. Slowly, I lean down and pick it up. Looking around, I quickly retreat into my room and sit on my bed with the box.
It can't be for me. It just can't be. Look at it. Who would leave me a gift? It was probably left here by accident. And a light side was meant to get it. I stand to put it back out in the hall when I notice the writing on it: Virgil. That means this was meant for me. But why? Slowly, I open it. It has to be a prank, right? I peer inside.
Inside is a string of lights. Fairy lights. Purple fairy lights. I smile as I pull them out. Attached to the battery pack is a note.
Virgil,
You don't need to hide your truth.
It's time to live your truth.
YOU ARE READING
Transcending the boundaries
RandomVirgil bean being assigned dark but then just going through dysphoria and thinking "no... No I'm a light side honest"