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TW:⚠️ Abuse, Alcohol, Depression, Melancholy, Suicide, Toxic Relationships, Slimy Boi

Third Person (Narrating Virgil)

Virgil was alone. Lonely.

Until this person came up to him. He introduced himself. His name was Janus. Janus was welcoming. Virgil being incredibly insecure and emotionally unstable, only trusting him. Janus told him not to trust anyone else. Anyone could hurt him.

Virgil had become completely emotionally reliable on him. Virgil couldn't bare the thought that Janus would leave him, but he wasn't happy with him either. Janus and Virgil were now dating. Janus has this rule system, if Virgil lied, made Janus feel embarrassed or insecure, talk to any guy, talk to any girl, talk to anyone, touched Janus without permission, raised his voice at Janus, or did something that Janus didn't like, Janus could do with him as he pleased or tell him to do something and Virgil would have to do it. Virgil isn't perfect so it sometimes accidents would happen. The things Janus made him do.. the things he never thought of doing.. he hated them.. he hated his life.. but he couldn't see that what Janus was doing was abuse. He still couldn't bare the thought of being alone again.

"Virgil, we cant be together anymore. I've found someone else.."

Virgil couldn't breath, he couldn't use his throat anymore. He broke into sobs and cries. Soon, he was depressed. He cut. He drank. Surly it would help right? Alcohol would help? Of course it would. Every day he would sob, sob uncontrollably. The sadness was surreal. The amount that built up inside of him each night was beyond numbers, but he couldn't kill himself. He tried so many times but something always saved him, And that was worse than hell. Worse than dying. He wanted to die but he couldn't and that is the worst feeling in all of the universes, past all universes, past all worlds, past the past and future, past the time before time, past the before of the before, past everything..

Virgil was Alone. Lonely. Lonelier than he had even been.

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