Love and War || A Sanders Sides AU

Chapter Fifteen

Heyyyyall!!! THIS IS ALMOST OVER AAAAAAAAAAAAUGH. Okay but I'm not sure if Wattpad has a specific function for series/sequels, so I'll look into it and I'll update this book (once it's completed) when I start posting the sequel. This chapter is a little different, and I kinda just yeet an OC in there three chapters before the end, but y'know I can do whatever I want okay it's fine. 

Also, get ready to hate Patton some more.

WARNINGS: food mentions, stalking, manipulation, non-consensual touching, violence, PTSD, nightmares, non-con flirting but don't worry Remy apologizes lol, talk of therapy, fear of racism/implied racism, mentions of restraining order, mentions of police/law enforcement, acephobia, Patton thinks he did nothing wrong, Unsympathetic Patton, panic attack, forgetting where/when one is, trouble breathing

Tell me if I missed anything! Lol, that's a rough chapter there, buddy. Why am I so evil lol

"I'm glad you're okay." The cashier, who Roman had now finally learned was named Claire, said when he was stacking books that morning. Roman looked over to find she was holding out a napkin wrapped pastry. "It's..." she giggled slightly. "It's an eclair. From friendly Claire."

"Oh." Roman smiled, accepting it. "Uh, thanks. Why wouldn't I be okay?"

"You were gone for a week." Claire shrugged. "The stand-in who usually works weekends is an asshole, and I missed you."

"We never talk." Roman pointed out.

"Exactly." Claire smiled, then sighed, smacking her forehead. "Not that I don't think talking to you is interesting," she promised. "I just don't need Riley trying to flirt with me all day."

"I won't flirt with you." Roman laughed. "I'm gay."

"I know, that's why I like you better." Claire grinned. "Anyway, I just wanted to tell you I'm glad you're not dead or abducted by aliens or anything."

"And give me an eclair," Roman noted.

"That too." Claire gave him a tiny salute, the way Virgil usually did to say goodbye. "As you were, I suppose."

"See ya." Roman chuckled as she went back to the register. She might have a strange obsession with Christian rock music, but maybe she wasn't all that bad.

He was surprisingly cheerful the rest of the morning, whether or not it was the sugar in the pastry or the fact that anyone had noticed his absence, he wasn't sure. But it didn't last long.

"RoRo!"

Roman froze, knuckles growing tight on the book in his hand. Patton stepped into his line of vision, beaming brightly.

"I was wondering where you'd got to!" Patton giggled, taking the book from Roman and setting it down. "I've been wanting to talk to you all week!"

"Go away," Roman said softly, feeling sick.

"Aw, that's not very nice, RoRo." Patton pressed a kiss to Roman's forehead. "I just need help finding a book, right?"

"What book?" Roman pushed him away gently, but Patton just grabbed his wrists tightly. "Patton, let go of me."

"I need you to tell me why you lied to Lo and Virgey," Patton said, voice sickly sweet. "You told them you didn't want me, but if you really didn't, you would have found a way to stop me. Wouldn't you have?"

"Let go!" Roman tugged desperately, but Patton just gripped tighter, shaking his head.

"Roman Roman Roman." he pulled Roman closer, eyes narrowed. "You don't know anything, do you? You're just scared. Scared of everything."