Knock knock.
Virgil sighed and walked over to the door. He had been expecting Thomas to come talk to him but not just after they had eaten.
"Yeah?" He said unenthusiastically.
"Can I come in?"
He blinked upon registering that it was Remy on the other side of the door, not Thomas and nodded slowly, moving aside before flopping back on to his bed.
Remy took up his usual position; backwards on the desk chair. "So, what's up?"
Virgil pondered for a bit before deciding there was not harm in telling him what had happened. He could be vague and leave shit out if necessary.
"I fucked up really bad,"
"How so?" Remy tried to maintain a cool, calm voice but it wasn't difficult to tell that he was curious.
"I...like someone..." Virgil said slowly, drawing out the sentence as much as possible.
"And?" The intrigue was much more apparent in his voice now.
"I...may have...kissed them...and ran away..."
"Ok you did what?"
"You heard me," he said miserably groaning and covering his have with his hands. "He's gonna hate me now,"
"Ok rewind a bit girl I've got many questions. First off, he?"
Shit.
"Oh-w-what? I d-didn't-,"Virgil panicked, trying to look casual and failing miserable; his shoulders were tense and his eyes wide, with his hands still over his face.
"Chill I don't care. Now what makes you think he's gonna hate you?"
Virgil visibly relaxed; his shoulders slacked and his arms fell to his sides. "He...," he swallowed and licked his lips, trying to work some moisture into his suddenly dry throat, "he has a girlfriend...and she's a bitch."
Remy seemed to think for a minute. "Well that is a problem. But hey let's not think about it now. Tell me about this person'"
Virgil was grateful that Remy was trying to distract him and tried to ignore the thoughts swirling through his head. He tried to talk to Remy, finding it difficult but a good distraction. His train of thoughts was broken by his phone buzzing. He sat up and looked at the notification.
It was Patton.[Boyf] Hey🐶
[StressedandDepressed] hey
[Boyf] You Ok?🐶
[StressedandDepressed] yeah im alright
[Boyf] Do you wanna talk?🐶
[StressedandDepressed] not right now
later tho[Boyf] Ok❤️
[StressedandDepressed] thanks
Virgil sighed, throwing his phone on to the bed and laying back down. The two continued to talk for who knows how long, until Virgil could barley keep his eyes open. He had all but forgotten about Roman, for now at least, and he felt as relaxed as he had been in a while. He knew he would have to deal with it sooner or later but now wasn't the time.
—————————————————Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait and short chapter, writers blocks a bitch.
I was originally gonna have a scene in this chapter with Logan's birthday but it wasn't working and I rewrote it like 3 times and got really pissed of and also writers block again so I ditched it...sorry lol
Instead here's a Logan doodle I did:
Happy (very late) Birthday Logan!
Oh and also this thing has almost reached 20k reads?!?!? I'm blown away thank you all so much for reading and actually enjoying this! Your support means alot to me!
Later🤟🏻
YOU ARE READING
famILY 💔(Sandersides AU)
FanfictionCOMPLETED ‼️READ TRIGGER WARNINGS‼️ 16 year old Virgil, abused by his alcoholic father, has been forced to move to a new school where he knows no one and is once again the outcast. He quickly runs into the beautiful redhead Roman, who naturally, is...