Prinxiety

WTH!

+Romans POV+
I see him with a worried, scared and anxious look on his face. Right before I rung the doorbell, I heard somebody shouting at Virgil, because, knowing him, he wouldn't shout. He has his sleeves rolled up to show that he did not in fact have gloves on, but bandages!
"Hi, Virgil!" I say stupidly.
"Umm... hi, Roman. What are you.. doing here?!" He says nervously.
The man behind him speaks up, "Virgil, who the HELL is this?!?"
"J-James,this is one of my friends, Roman. Roman, this is my e-"
"IM NOT YOUR EX!" He shouts, which makes Virgil whimper.
"Y-yes y-you are!" He retorts weakly
"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT ANSWERING BACK,BI**H!"
"Y-y-you said t-that I would r-r-regret it..."
"Ok, Virgil, WTF is he doing to you!!!"
"N-nothing just.... leave!" He sobs
"No I'm taking you home!"
"No you can't!!! H-h-he'll hurt you!"
"Who will Virgil, who will?!" I say. He shakes his head and stands behind me,despite saying someone will hurt me. His hands clutch to the back of my shirt and his head is buried in my shoulder, and he's weeping into it.
"Leave him TF alone, you son of a bi**h!"I growl as we turn away. We sit in the front of my car, him with his knees propped up and his head buried, tears spilling over his cheeks