Pride!Roman

Part 11

POV: Roman/Princeton

My ears can't stop ringing.

My head can't stop pounding.

My stomach can't stop turning.

I sat up on the floor of a room that was completely pitch black. It was so dark that it looked like it would go on forever and ever.

Where am I?

Am I dead?

I stood up and quickly tried to feel anything I could. From what I could tell there was nothing in front of me so I hesitantly started to move forward.

Eventually my legs ran into something that felt rather large horizontally. I bent down to feel what it was and my hand pressed into the soft yet firm material with what felt like blankets on top of it. This was without a doubt, a bed.

Who's room am I in? Is this mine? The bed is in the same place as my bed but, my room could never possibly be this dark, even with the lights off.

I slowly crept onto the bed to see if anyone was in it, but I only found it to be vacant and cold. That's when I realized that the room itself is also very cold and it wasn't just the bed. A shiver went down my spine as I made my way to the other end of the bed to a wall.

If I stick to the walls, surely I'll find a door right? Or at least a light switch?

As I was going around I started to realize that the furniture is in the exact same place as my furniture in my room, so it must be it. This still doesn't explain why it's so dark, and cold.

I found myself at my desk with an annoyed sigh as the desk is in the opposite side of my room from the door. Before I walked away I carefully placed my hand on the mirror, as I didn't want to hurt myself on the broken mirror shards.

Yet I didn't feel any cracks.

How could this be? I never fixed the mirror, I always left it shattered because I could never be bothered to fix it. The dark sides wouldn't fix it because I doubt they'd care enough, and the mindscape doesn't allow light sides to enter my room unless I give them permission first, or if I'm no longer occupying that room, so none of the light sides have been in there for ages.

The rules are bent for Virgil I've noticed. I believe the mindscape still believes he's a dark side to an extent. He can still enter rooms when he wants, just like a dark side, but if you really don't want him to enter then he won't be allowed to go into that room. It's like he's viewed as half a light side and half a dark side, somewhere in the grey area.

That always made me wonder why the mindscape has always treated me like a light side. It helped me keep my secret so I guess I can't be that mad.

I brushed off the mirror getting fixed as I continued to go along the wall. I knew where I was at this point, and I knew I was going to run into my closet before getting to the light. And I did. I shuttered when I felt my fingertips run against the two doors, as I remember that's where my box was sitting for all of these years.

I slowly made my way to where the door would be but I was a little confused when I found nothing there.

My door is always there, it's only not there whenever I don't want it to be or when my room has been inactive for an extended amount of time. No one could've put my door away for me because you can only control your own door. There's also some sort of unspoken rule among the sides where we always have our doors up. I don't know why, but I guess it would upset Patton if he couldn't check up on everyone.

Thankfully I know that the light switch is right next to the door. I put my hand back where the door should be and moved my hand over to the left to find it.

When I did, I flipped it and immediately realized something was wrong. I realized that it was exactly the same way I left it, with its dark red walls, different bedding, black boarders, and circular mirror. It was still heavily darkened in the room despite the light being on, and I was right about the mirror, it was fixed.

I looked on my desk and expected to find the box with my crown in it sitting there, but it wasn't. I didn't see it anywhere. That's when I became aware of the weight on my head.

I quickly walked up to the mirror and stumbled back in shock of what I saw.

I was in my old outfit. I looked down to see everything. My boots, my pants, my jacket, my cape, and my gloves. I looked back in the mirror to see my crown sitting on top of my head.

The memories that my brain suppressed started hitting me like a truck. I stumbled back and fell to the ground as I remembered all of the good times I had I had in here with Remus, Deceit, and Virgil. This was my room before I left. We were all inseparable and spend almost all day with each other. For a moment, I couldn't remember why I left in the first place.

I stood up and absentmindedly wiped away the tears that were running down my face and summoned my door.

It rose up on the wall with ease and realized that the door was different. It was the door of my room in the dark side of the mind and not the light side. I forgot that I changed it when I left.

I carefully placed my gloved hand on the door and it started a glow a bright golden color.

Well I didn't know it did that but I guess I learn something new everyday. I slid my hand over to the doorknob and slowly turned as I braced myself to see the dark side again after so long. I wonder what changed and what's the same. It's time to see my family.

I'm not Roman anymore.