Opposites attract

Ch: 7

Roman POV

as I walked into my house my older brother greeted me.

"What up Bro, Find a gf yet?" that question made me cringe. I knew I was gay from when I was only 10, I still haven't come out yet

"haha, Nope," I said, trying to hide how awkward I was feeling

"come on, you gotta try harder. My friends are coming over in a bit. If you wanna invite anyone feel free." he says, sitting down on the couch

"um... Remus...." I say, wanting to go to my room

"Yeah, little bro?" He looks at me

"well... we uh... have dorms" I attempt a smile, feeling awkward after his greeting

"sweet, does that mean.. you have to move out?" I nod, "ok... well... that's cool, do you know who you dorm with?" I sit down on the couch with him

"uh yeah... one emo nightmare.. a nerd... and a very peppy fluff ball, which is ironic cause his last name is Fluff" I say, trying to remember the name of the emo nightmare... wait.. why do I care?

"nice" he smiles, "well let's enjoy our last day together, why don't you hang out with me and my friends" That's new, he never lets me hang out with them. I always thought it was because they would drink. but I guess we would see.... and soon. our doorbell rings and a few guys my brother's age walk in.

Logan's POV (I thought that this Chapter was a little too short, so im adding Logan's POV, Virgil's POV will be kinda packed with a lot of drama so im gonna keep that on its own chapter)

FW: dead name, misgendering, small homophobia

as I walk into my house I am greeted by my mother. 

"We need to talk, Lillian" this isn't good... I've never gotten in trouble before. before I got home I went to the side of our house. To a little shack I have, and I took off the ace bandages. 

"o-ok" I sit down next to her, and she holds up my binder. shit.

"want to explain why this is in your room?" she sets it down in front of us. 

"i... um.... i... I don't know" I tried to think of an excuse.

"I will not have this... fake shit.... in my house, Got it, Miss?" I nod. close to tears. But then I get an idea. She can't legally kick me out. And I have a dorm if she was going to.

"Its Mr now, and My name is Logan," I said, in the most confident tone I could. Her mind almost figuratively exploded.

"I DID NOT BIRTH A MALE. I GAVE BIRTH TO A FEMALE. NOW GET YOUR BUTT UPSTAIRS, PACK YOUR STUFF AND GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" her face was as red as a tomato

"well, good because I had to leave anyway. We have dorms at school" I walk upstairs without another word. Even tho I may feel like crying, on the outside I've been emotionless for years, so i usually don't cry. I grab my suitcase and start packing up. once im done i lay down on my bed. She is gonna have to deal with me being here for one more night.