But Now We're Stressed Out

Living like we're renegades

TRIGGER WARNINGS : talks about abusive relationship, death, kinda gore, sAdNeSs

Roman POV
"Wait wait wait," Logan said. "You two dated while in a mental hospital?"

"Yep," Damien said with an awkward laugh.

"Kinda weird in hindsight," Virgil said with a laugh.

"But no romantic feelings anymore," I said. "Right?"

"Yes Ro," Virgil sighed, laying his head on my shoulder.

"Good," I grumbled, wrapping an arm around him.

"Way to be subtle," Damien snickered.

"I'm sorry I can actually confess to my crush and date him," I retorted.

"And yet I dated him first," Damien laughed. I felt a blush rise to my face.

"Mine," I growled, pulling Virgil to my lap. Virgil struggled a bit before accepting it. He let out a long sigh.

"You all have problems," Remy laughed.

"We're all fucked up in the brain somehow," Damien sighed.

"Aw my poor little dark babies," Patton yelled, standing up and pulling both Damien and Virgil into a hug.

"How long do we have to stay here?" Quinn asked, obviously creeped out by being in an abandoned asylum.

"We can go soon," Virgil said. "But we have to visit two other places."

"Where?" I asked. "Why do you two want to be in a place that has so much trauma with it?"

"Okay, Princey, I get you aren't like us," Damien started. "But this place is full of nostalgia for us."

"So," Virgil said before I could argue more. "We want to visit the auditorium."

"Oh absolutely," Damien said. "Think they still have the old piano?"

"I will cry if they don't," Virgil laughed. "I mean they left everything else behind."

"C'mon," Damien said, standing up. Him and Virgil led the way out of the room.

We all followed slowly. No one seemed to comfortable being in an old abandoned asylum. This place is definitely aesthetically pleasing to some, but I'm not one of those people.

Maybe an abandoned castle. Or an old cottage in the woods. But not abandoned hospitals...especially asylums.

We headed down long twisting hallways that only seemed to make sense to Virgil and Damien.

Emile seemed extremely interested in this place. Keeping up with Virgil and Damien to ask them questions. We all know he wants to a therapist when he's older. Remy had to keep a constant eye on Emile to make sure he didn't wander off anywhere.

Eventually we entered a large auditorium. The left side of it had caved it, giving way to nature. The stage was broken a bit on that side but otherwise still in tack.

"This place is crazy," Patton mumbled, spinning around a bit.

"Understatement," Evan mumbled, holding tightly to Quinn. He looked scared.

"Now what?" I asked, but Virgil and Damien had run up to the stage. We all followed, crowding around the stage.

"It's still here," Virgil said happily, tapping a few keys on an extremely out of tune piano.

"Broken," Damien grimaced. "But these are here." He picked up a old fashioned hand fan and a deck of cards.

"Oh my god, fuck yes," Virgil said, grabbing the fan.