Chapter two

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Virgil POV (morning after last night)

Calm down, calm down! You just need to talk to them right? I mean they seem nice, like the kind of people that would see me as half-human instead of half-demon right? But if they use sliver to figure out if I'm a demon or not they won't believe me. I mean sliver burns anything with demonic blood, it could even burn a half breed.

My daily panic attack was interrupted by a knock at my door. "Hey Virgil, we need to talk" Patton sighs

Shit, he's gonna kick me out. Shit! "Okay coming Patton" I tie up my wings causing them to radiate with pain.

"What's up," I ask

"nothing" Patton and roman say in unison.

guys?" I ask walking into the living room.

"Hold this" Logan said handing me a small trinket

"Why?"

"But I can't accept it I want you to have." Logan says giving me a cold stare, a stare you "but I can't accept it"wouldn't give someone you're giving a gift too.

I slowly reach forward but in the end, I can't, "thank you for the gift" I say looking at the floor "but I can't accept it"

"Why not?" Logan asks

"Come on Virgil, just take the darn gift" Roman whispers aggressively.

Logan grabs my hand placing the as I suspected sliver trinket in my hand causing it to start burning.

"Told you so," Logan says leaving the sliver in my wear it continues to burn.

"Stop it" I wine trying to release his grip "stop it, it hurts" I once again whine beginning to cry.

"Logan! Stop it!" Roman yells pulling me into his chest.

"Roman" Logan signs adjusting his glasses, "we had a deal if it was one of them we turn them into the authorities"

"Logan, are you sure sliver works on half breeds?" Patton whispers

"I'm not one of them" I cry into Ronan's shirt

"Virgil" Roman whispers

"I'm not" I continue to cry

"Then what are you?" Patton asks walking closer

"I'm half" I whine "I'm not a demon, but I'm not human either"

"Shh, kiddo it's okay. Why didn't you tell us?"

"I was scared you kick me out if you knew"

"We would never do that" Roman says giving me a hug.

(Time skip)
After today's emotional rollercoaster, me and Roman are sitting on my bed talk about a show we both like. I mean after you lose the egotistical prince character Roman's really nice once he opens up. "Hmm" I grunt as my wings twitch

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"Really," Roman says slowly sitting up "do you wanna take if your hoodie it's a bit warm in here"

"No, I'm fine" I smile as my wings throb

"Virgil, can I ask you a question?" Roman asks taking my hand

"Sure?" I shrug confused

"Do you a demonic hump or something?" He asks complete serious

"A democratic what?" I laugh

"Hey I'm being serious"

"No, I don't have a demonic hump" I once again giggle

"So what's on your back then?" He asks touching my back causing me to twitch.

"Sorry," he says backing away. "Did that hurt?" He asked concerned

"No I'm fine" I mutter back

"Virgil comes on you can tell me anything" Roman reassures me.

"Okay, but you can't tell the others, promise"

"Promise"

I slowly take off my hoodie allowing my
wings stretch out,

"OMG," Roman says looking shocked "can I touch them?"

"Sure" I smile, Roman inches a bit closer stroking a few feathers.

"They're beautiful" Roman mutters in shock, "why would you want to hide these?"

"People don't tend to like them" I chuckle nervously "plus harpy feathers can sell for a lot of money on the black market........so can half breeds"

"Oh Virgil I'm so sorry" Roman hugs me. Causing my face to blush from his embrace.

"Wait!" Roman screams breaking our hug "you're a harpy"

"Half" I awkwardly smile

" Logan says giving me a cold stare, a stare you "but I can't accept it"would"But  I thought harpies went instinct a few years back," Roman said confused

"I'm not sure" I shrug "but I'm still alive"

"I'm glad you are" Roman smiles poking my cheek "and I promise no one here gonna sell your beautiful feathers on the black market.

"I'm sorry" I whisper resting my head on Roman shoulder "I was just scared"

"Of course you were scared" Roman coos stroking my hair, "you have an enormous burden. And you never have to apologize about you not trusting us, trust is something you earn not given"

"Wanna watch some Steven Universe?" I ask

"You know I do" Roman smiles back.

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