Virgil, once a Dark Side is now a Light Side.
But the past often doesn't leave good enough alone.
When the other sides only make Virgil feel worse, who's to stop him from just ending it all.
Of course, Thomas taking pills to keep Virgil at bay d...
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Virgil POV
I was laying in my bed now. I felt numb, but it was the painkillers. Not depression for once.
Logan and Patton had just spent the past hour fussing over me. Well Patton was doing the fussing, worrying over every little scratch while simultaneously trying to get me to eat. Logan just tried to bandage me up and made sure I received proper care for my injuries.
And there were a lot of them.... I had seven arrow wounds down my back and legs. I had a deep cut in my forehead. Bruises around my neck from multiple attempted strangulations. Three stab wounds in my right arm. Tons of pulled muscles and just random scratches from who knows what. And let's not forget the giant cut in my chest.
I was someone still lucid after just being almost sliced in half by Ignorance. My chest hurt but because of that, I couldn't sleep no matter how tired I was.
I had a loose fitting black shirt on, but it kept scratching on the large bandages wrapped around my chest. The sound bothered me. Giving me sensory overload.
Now I was alone again. Patton told Logan and Roman to leave me alone so I could rest up. I was asleep. But now I was awake. The pain was too much for me to able to sleep.
Alone again. Left with my thoughts. With all memories. Of everything that happened in the Pit. Of what Remus did to me. Of everything that happened leading up to defeating Corruption.
Well I hope Corruption is gone now...but he's a trait...he could reform at any second. I'm not sure if he'd remembered anything, but it would not end well to see him again. He'd still be evil even if he didn't remember what he did. He'd still have that drive, that urge to destroy Thomas.
An all to familiar urge snapped me out of my thoughts. All my jumbled anxious thoughts were not helping my mental state.
After almost a month of not cutting...it would feel amazing to drag a blade of my wrist. It was difficult without being able to cut. Why do I want to cut all the sudden? Aren't I hurt enough?
