Supernatural roommates

Fallen angels

Tw: death, abuse, and bad thoughts

Virgil's POV:
I've been in my room all day. I can't bring myself to get out of bed. Today was just one of those days where SHE came to my mind. I'm sad to know that I was the reason she died when she could have had a full and happy life. She gave her life for a disappointment like me and I had to see it. The others don't know this, but I remember and could show everything from birth till now vividly.

I remember seeing the new room with doctors. I remember being cleaned. I remember being handed to her. I remember seeing their faces change from happiness to disgust when they saw my wings. I remember being put into her room that day. And I remember seeing her flatline while I was able to do nothing. I also remember everything HE did to me, which is why I didn't tell the others about this.

They would most likely be interested and want me to show them a memory from before I met them. I don't have any good memories from before I met them. The only good thing I have from my childhood are pictures of my parents. Before me. Before their disappointment. Before her death. Before his drinking. Before his abuse. And while they were in love. There's a few pictures where she's pregnant with me and they're looking at me with love in their eyes.

You killed her!
I know
You made him lose the love of his life!
I know
You made him drink!
I know
You made his life hell!
I know
You made him hurt you!
I know
You DESERVE everything he has ever done to you!
I KNOW! Ok...I know. I know everything would be SO much better if I was never born. Everyone would be happier. THEY would be happier.

Everything hurts. It feels like my chest is being cut with the pieces of my heart. I feel like screaming but Roman is here. I'm sobbing into my pillow with all my blankets covering me. I could tell my room is darker, I could feel myself losing control. I just hope he can't hear me. Then I herd a knock-

Roman's POV:
I was in my room when I heard crying. Patton and Logan aren't here and it sounds like it's coming from Virgil's room. I got out of my room and the more I was getting closer to his room the darker it seemed. I finally got to his door and knocked.

"What?" He asked. I herd sniffing and could tell that he was trying to sound like he wasn't crying. "Are you ok?" I responded. It took a minute but he replied with, "I'm fine. Now what do you want?" I know he's not fine and I can't just leave him to deal with whatever he's dealing with alone. I turned the door handle and to my surprise, it wasn't locked.

I entered and the room was SUPER dark. Like no room could naturally be this dark. He was on his bed under a lot of blankets. "I want you to tell me the truth because I know your not fine" I told him. "It doesn't matter" he mumbled. I sat down next to him on the bed and said, "I disagree."

I pulled down the covers revealing his black tear stained face. "If it made you cry then it does matter" I said in my softest voice. He shakes his head and starts crying again. I pull him onto my lap and hugged him. I felt him tense before relaxing to my touch and sobbed into my chest. We stayed like that until his sobbing turned into sniffling.

When he was calm I asked, "what happened?" He shook his head again and responded, "I can't tell you. You'll hate me." This broke my heart a little. "I could never hate you!" "Promise?" He asked. "Of course! Whatever happened I won't hate you for it, promise." I replied. He nodded then said, "I-it's about what I am."

I got confused. Why would he think I hate him over what he was? "What do you mean?" I asked. "I-I'm a fallen angel" he responded. I've never herd of those before. "Why would you think I'd hate you over that?" He looked me in the eyes, his full of pain. "Because fallen angels aren't born...they're made" he explained. I have so many questions. "What do you mean 'made'?"

He put his head back onto my chest then said, "Angels are born, they're pure of heart and soul. But then something happens, they do something that taints them and makes them fall. It makes their wings turn dark and turns their powers against them." If that's true then...

"What did you do? You don't have to tell me, but...if you want to..." he snuggled closer to me then said, "I was born. My birth caused my mom her life, so I fell. I wasn't even alive for more than 2 days and I killed someone." He let out this broken laugh before starting to cry again. "Hey...h-hey..." I made him look at me. "You didn't kill her. It wasn't your fault. I need you to try and understand that...ok?"

This time, he pulled me into a hug. I felt him nod and I hugged tighter. It sucks that he fell over something like that. IT WASN'T EVEN HIS FAULT!!! We stayed like that, hugging, for a long time. I don't know how long but I know it was long enough for him to fall asleep. He told us that he falls asleep after something emotionally draining. This must have took a lot out of him.

I laid him down and covered him with his blankets. I was about to leave when he grabbed my arm, "please...please stay?" He asked. I couldn't exactly say no to that so I said, "ok." He moved aside and I laid down next to him. He snuggled up next to me and fell asleep again. I stayed there, hugging him, for what felt  like forever. Not that I minded that. But it was cut short by Patton opening the door causing Virgil to fall off his bed.