Don't Let Me Be Gone

Forty Three

Logan POV

"Patton can I talk to you?"  I asked him as he shut Virgil's door.  Roman was sitting against the wall next to the door.  He refused to go anywhere else until Virgil woke up. 

"Of course Lo."  Patton said cheerfully.  "But first I have to go to Remy and Emile that Virgil's home.  They'll be so happy to hear the news!" 

"Of course,"  I said.  "They will be very glad indeed." 

"Meet me in my room in like fifteen minutes than."  Patton told me before leaving for the trait complex.

Patton POV
I was practically bouncing in excitement as I knocked on Remy's door. 

Emile answered after a while.  I smiled brightly at him, earning a confused look from him. 

"VIRGIL'S BACK."  I yelled, too happy to contain my excitement. 

"Wait what-oh my goodness your serious?"  Emile asked, covering his mouth as tears filled his eyes. 

"Virgil's back?"  Came a voice from inside the room.  Emile opened he door further and pulled me into the room. 

Remy was sitting on the bed.  Hope and disbelief written all over his face. 

"Yes, Logan figured out the spell to free Virgil."  I told them.  "He's home right now. He got kinda really hurt because Ignorance decided to slit open his chest with a sword.  But he's okay.  He's recovering right now." 

"Ignorance did WHAT?!"  Screamed Emile.  An angry protectiveness flared in his eyes. 

"Virgil's okay now, so don't worry."  I told him with a gentle laugh.  "Logan stitched him up.  He's home now, resting.  He's safe." 

"I'm glad to hear that."  Remy said, obviously in shock.

"I'm so happy to hear that!"  Emile said, obviously way more excited than Remy.  Which was odd. 

"How about you guys come over tomorrow and you can see him."  I suggested. 

"Sounds like a good idea."  Emile said, agreeing with me.  "Remy?" 

"Yeah, I'd love to see Virgil tomorrow."  He said, a light smile on his face. 

"Okay I have to go, I'll see you two tomorrow!"  I said, waving bye to them. 

Logan POV
I paced around Patton's room, awaiting his return. I don't know what I'm going to say to him. My mind is in a jumbled mess.

Do I apologize for being a horrible boyfriend? Do I confront him about the cuts on his wrist?
God I don't understand emotions. What am I supposed to do here?!

The door opened, causing me to jump a bit. Patton shut the door and turned to me with a large smile.

I sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to me. Patton headed over and sat down next to me.

"We need to talk Patton." I said. Patton's smile fell and fear filled his eyes.

"Before you jump to any conclusions," I said, trying to ease his concern. "I am not breaking up with you." I held his hands tightly in my own, placing them between us.

Patton let out a sigh of relief and smiled at me. He squeezed my hand gently.

"So what's bothering you Logie?" He asked in concern.

"There is nothing upsetting me, I do not require any help as of right now." I told him, getting a confused look from him. "The one that needs help is you."