F R I E N D: A Sanders sides Ghost AU [Discontinued]

Chapter 15

Feel free to listen to the song while reading, it sort of sets the mood ^-^
Sorry its kinda short though 

POV:3rd person
Timeline:Present

TW: Implied death, anxiety attack (?), mild gore, depressed beans

Bang!

"Papa!" A child screamed. Hot tears fell down his chubby cheeks as he looked at the gruesome scene he just witnessed. He watched his father's blood splattered on the green grass as he fell limp on the ground, the suicide weapon laying near his deathly pale hand. The child's knees were shaking and his face was pale. His mother caught him in time right as he fell down since his shaking legs could not support his weight anymore.

"Don't cry honey, it's okay," his mother whispered into his ear, trying to calm him down as she cradled her child in her arms, tears falling from her eyes as well. The child buried his head into his mother's chest, his tears soaking her shirt. The mother hugged him tightly, laying her head on top of his. "M-m-mom, w-wh-hy di-*hiccups*-id d-d-ad d-d-do th-a-at," the child managed to say. The mother shushed his son, playing softly with his hair, as she sang a lullaby to him.

" You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine.

You make me happy

When skies are grey.

You'll never know dear

How much I love you.

Please don't take

My sunshine away"

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Virgil...

Virgil...

Wake up Virgil...

Virgil shot up. His eyes were wide as he tried to breathe, his body shaking and sweating. He clutched his blanket tightly, tears quickly falling down from his face. His lips quivered, and his skin turned pale. His emerald green orbs darted around the room and landed on the ghost, Pat. The ghost smiled sadly, and went over to hug the shaking man. Reclulantly, Virgil returned the hug, burying his head into the crook of the ghost's neck, squeezing his eyes shut. He tried his very best to calm down and repress it, though it does not succeed.

Pat hugged Virgil tighter and decided to pull the dark purple strings that circled around Virgil's dark grey soul. His strings were flailing and shaking, as if agitated, around his soul, making it a little hard to catch it. Finally, Pat managed to catch it and immediately pulled it towards him as Virgil's negative emotions get transfered to him. Immediately, a huge wave of negative emotions filled the poor ghost. Sadness, anxiety, anger, exhaustion (to an extent) and grief. Pat could feel the tears welling up in his eyes.

Virgil suddenly stopped shaking and slowly looked at the sad-looking ghost. "What....did you do Pat?" He said, eyes wide in shock and surprise. Pat looked down, trying to hide the tears that are dangerously threatening to fall. "Sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, i just wanted to make you happy," the ghost mumbled. Virgil shook his head, " Don't worry about it but, why did you do it?"