Prinxiety Coffee & Cats

Chapter 21 Crazy

Quick tw (sorry) depression,and self harming, anxiety
Buuut I'll Mark where it gets bad and where it's good again. Also I swear the Prinxiety is coming

Roman woke to hear shouting from downstairs. "YOU'RE NOT A FUCKING MARTYR VIRGIL. WE ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT YOU."

"ITS NOT YOUR BUSINESS!"

Shits starting up right here

"YES IT IS. I CARE ABOUT YOU AND SO DOES EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS GODDAMNED HOUSE YOU KNOW THAT! I TELL YOU ABOUT HOW IM DOING IF YOU COULD RETURN THE FAVOR THAT'D BE GREAT."

Roman strained his ears as he heard what sounded like Virgil mutter "it's not my fault your emotions are fucking insane."

He heard what sounded like a gasp, a growl of annoyance, and the slam of a door. "THEN MAYBE TRY A LITTLE HARDER TO HELP AND STOP BEING A SELF CENTERED GRADE A ASSHAT KAY?"

Roman awkwardly walked downstairs to see an angry Virgil glare at him. "What the hell do you want?!"

Roman raised his hands in a nonthreating manner as he walked over to the kitchen. "I was going to make breakfast for you and your sister. I was thinking pancakes..."

"That sounds fanfuckingtastic." Came Virgil's snarky reply.

The two are in silence before Jo walked in, and grabbed a plate. She walked over and before Virgil could do anything she grabbed his wrist and lifted his sleeve to reveal several scars, and a few new cuts.

Time seemed to stop for a second as everyone in the room looked very guilty.

Jo looked down, tears spilling. "Vee... I'm so so so sorry." She grabbed him in a hug as Roman quickly joined, feeling immense sadness for his friend.

Virgil sat there trembling. "I'm fine."

Roman stepped back as his sister grabbed everything she could to make the cuts heal faster. "Stop saying that Virgil. Please."

Roman looked at his closest friend. "Hey. I'm not sure what I can say to make you feel better but it's gonna get better okay? Breathe in for four. Hold for seven. Breathe out for eight please."

Virgil did as he instructed and calmed down. "I- thanks. I'm so sorry I just get so sad and-"

"Hey. Look at me." Roman instructed. Virgil did. "You're safe right here. You don't need to be sorry. Breathe again. Can we talk to Emile tomorrow?"

Virgil nodded. "I think I should."

Jo hugged him. "Hey Stormy. Life is shit believe me I know. But stop focasing on that and focas on the people that make it amazing. Roman and the others love you. Liss and I love you too ya know. Just focas on what makes it great okay?"

The worst of it should be over

Virgil nodded and sighed. "Yeah.. can I go to sleep? I didn't get much last night.."

Jo looked between Roman and Virgil and sighed. "Okay. But I want Roman to stay with you for now. No exceptions."

They both nodded and walked upstairs in a buzzing silence. Virgil and Roman sat on his bed before turning to say something at the same time. "Ha sorry you go first." Virgil said.

"I just wanted to say I'm a friend if you ever need one. You let me into your house and decided to take care of me. I want to offer you the same hospitality." Roman sighed. "That sounds so wordy.. umm just know I'm here for you okay?"

Virgil smiled weakly and nodded. "Thanks Roman." Roman leaned back on the bed as Virgil followed and snuggled close to him, quickly falling asleep.

Roman got a text

Pattontheback: Hey are we doing the sleepover still? It's totally cool if we aren't...we just haven't heard from you guys since the camping trip
Pattontheback: Everything all right?

Princy: Not yet. I think we have to reschedule. I'll talk the V about it.

Pattontheback: oh. What happened?

Princy: A lot Pat. Can we talk later?

Pattontheback: oh my goodness yeah okay

Princy: Thanks P

Pattontheback: Np.

Roman put down his phone staring at the ceiling as Virgil wrapped his arms around Roman's arm, which was pretty adorable.

Eventually Virgil's breathing became rapid and he looked distressed. Roman shook him awake. "You okay Stormcloud?"

Virgil rubbed his head. "Yeah. Nightmares suck. Thanks Princy."

"Yeah no problem. You go back to sleep, I'll stay near by in case you have any more nightmares. I hafta ask your sister a few questions."

Virgil nodded as Roman went downstairs to the kitchen where Jo was pacing. "Roman... What do ya need?"

"I was going to ask a few questions if that's alright." Roman sat down at the stool.

"Yeah sure. Fire away."

"When did your parents vanish?" Roman asked curiously.

"Oh umm wow. I guess I just turned 19... Vee was 15 and our little brother Allen was 9." Jo leaned against the counter.

"Okay. Do you know how long Virgil's had anxiety?" Roman asked.

"It got really bad around when he was 11. Poor Lil dude couldn't speak when a teacher called on him, and lapsed into worrying when he was in trouble."

"How about your brother? Why haven't I seen him yet?"

Jo's face froze. "Allen started doing a huge coding project for the government. He's very secretive about his job and he hasn't talked to me in the past year. Knowing him, he'll show up randomly though. He and Virgil were really close."

"Are?"

"Were."

"Okay... Do you know why your parents went missing?"

"Jumping around are we?" Jo grinned before her smile faltered and her face became emotionless. "Mama and dad just vanished on a night walk. It's St. Orleans though so what can you expect? Someone always goes missing." She said coldly, though her eyes were glassy.

Roman tilted his head. "Okay. Last question. Why didn't any of your relatives take in Allen and Virgil?"

Jo laughed bitterly. "One thing about the Graves family. We have what I can only call a curse because once we're over 50, we turn batshit crazy. Or dead. So those are our two options now. Crazy or dead. Or too self centered to work functionally." She thought for a moment.

"What about Grandfather?" Virgil asked walking down the stairs.

"What about him?"

"He's not crazy. He seemed nice."

"And also wrapped up in a huge mafia." Jo snapped. "He's not a great guy V. I tried to send you to Aunt Mary's, Remy's mom, but she sent you back so that didn't work."

Roman looked at the siblings before the door opened and everyone's head snapped up.

"Heeeey it's Allen... Um where should I put my bags?"