The scars never leave

Who's there

(Sorry this took so long to make)

Deceit Pov:

Roman was passed out, he didn't seem the same, he looked lifeless and full of secrets but never the less still perfect.

I of course knew that Virgil would come looking for him, I knew he liked Roman, that is the reason I had to take him here. Virgil has everything he needs, it's nice to have something I want for a change.

Virgil Pov:

As I approached the house I looked through the windows to see if anyone was there, and to see where Roman was. I have only heard of what the place was like, but I knew they had a basement. I assumed that they where in the basement seeing no one upstairs. I didn't bother trying the front door, he isn't as dumb as Remus, he would lock that door. They had a wooden fence it was a little high, but it wouldn't make much noise and there was a bike I could hop on to jump the fence. Once I got over the fence I tried the side door it opened with ease.

The side door lead to the kitchen, but once you passed the kitchen you would reach the basement door. I couldn't hear anything but my heart pumping, and my thoughts screaming at me. Your too late, you knew this would happen you should have protected him, he hates you now, you should have killed yourself when you got the chance, your going to get caught

I walked to the door and opened it, to my surprise it didn't make a sound. but what I saw made my heart drop, it was Roman. He was tied to a pole, his head was down and didn't seem conscious. I ran down the stairs not thinking of anything but helping him. As I reached the end of the stairs I heard footsteps coming from upstairs. I ran and hid in a spot behind some plastic boxes in the corner of the room.

Deceit looked down into the basement and then left out the side door, I sat in the same place for a few minutes till I heard the fence and then a car drive away. I got up and walked up the stair shutting the door behind me. I went back down and tried to undo the handcuffs. I remembered what Logan taught about pick locking (one of the few lessons I listened to) I used my pocket knife to undo the cuffs. Roman fell to the ground without movement.

I knew that I couldn't carry him, I tried anyway, "Roman please get up, I can't carry you I'm not strong enough," I saw my vision blurring and then felt the tear rolling down my cheek. I felt into my pocket (I tend to do this a lot when I get nervous) I felt my phone. A huge wave of relief went over me.