Crown

Chapter XVIII

It was getting late, Virgil and Roman went back up to the castle, "This was an... Interesting day." said Roman, "I'd like to do it again." Virgil looked up at Roman, his beautiful green eyes shone like emeralds in the light of the moon, he smiled, "Me too." They walked into the throne room, Roman's guards were waiting there for him, sitting on the throne wasn't Ashley but King Aron instead, Virgil stopped dead in his tracks, he couldn't let his father see him with Roman, not if he wanted another scar, "Are you ok?" Roman asked looking at Virgil, "Your highness, it is time to go." said one of Roman's guards, "I'm fine, I'll see you around." said Virgil, he then smiled at Roman and turned and left up the stairs to his room. He lay down on his bed, he hadn't noticed how much pain he was in until his muscles were relaxed, he actually gasped for air as his chest closed in on him, his head hurt, every joint in his body felt like they were on fire, he ley there not making any movement hoping for the pian to stop, but it didn't, at this point he didn't know what was going through his mind because he sat up and grabbed the pocket knife out of his pocket, he took off his jacket and found a place where previous cuts were almost healed, without thinking or any consideration he placed the knife on his arm and dragged it across his skin, fresh blood spilled from the cut, the warm blood trickled down his arm, the crimson liquid made him feel human, again, and again, and again, and again, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve times, never ending, deeper and deeper then the last, until, he felt as he went a little too deep, he stopped, the blood ran down his arm he stopped it from landing on the bed sheets as it would be nearly impossible to explain that, he walked into his bathroom and turned on the tap, he held is arm under the water and watched as the blood ran down the drain, he grabbed  bandages from the medical bag under  the sink and wrapped his arm. Virgil walked back to his bed grabbed the pocket knife and put it away in a drawer, he put his jacket back on and lay on his bed again, the pain was brutal but he ignored it and lay his head on his pillow, he looked at the chair Roman sat in earlier that day, he smiled and switched off the light to try and get some sleep.