Come Back Home

Chapter 13

Light

Virgil rolled over in bed, opened his eyes, and instantly knew something was wrong.

His room wasn't it's normal black.

A lot of his stuff was missing.

His clock wasn't there.

Was this the other's idea of a prank?

He got out of bed and went searching for some clothes.

His entire room had been rearranged.

After about five minutes he found his clothes, and just pulled on a grey t-shirt and black pants.

He made his way to his door so he could get some breakfast. He stood at the door and tried the handle.

It didn't move.

"Very funny, guys. Let me out!"

He heard footsteps make their way to the other side of the door.

Of course. Dee and ReRe didn't actually go out, they told him that so they could prank him, or... Whatever this was.

"Very funny," he said boredly. "Now open the door."

Suddenly there was a voice talking to him, but it wasn't Deceit's or Remus's.

"We're not letting you out Virgil. Just... Occupy yourself for a while."

He was scared now.

There was quite a big gap between the floor and the bottom of the door, so Virgil knelt on the floor and tried to see who was talking to him.

He could see white socks, dark blue jeans, and... A black shirt and blue tie.

The Light Sides had kidnapped him.

Immediately he tried to sink out, and found he couldn't.

He began to panic.

He saw his phone next to the bed and frantically tried to contact Deceit, Remus, anyone.

It didn't work, it just made a small clicking sound and shut off. He turned it back on, tried again and the same thing happened.

He certainly wouldn't try this normally, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

He backed up next to the wall, then took a running start and threw himself at the window.

It stayed completely intact.

He was entirely on his own, entirely stuck.

He began to panic even more.

He started hyperventilating, banging on the door, begging to be let out.

His thoughts were in a complete whirlwind.

No.. Trapped.. I can't be trapped... No... No... Get out don't try to call don't try to beg just get out.

Logan and Roman sat with Patton in the living room. Roman asked Logan to explain something to him.

Logan walked over to him, and Roman whispered, "Should we tell Patton?"

Logan thought for a moment, before nodding. "Even if we don't, he'll find out soon enough anyway. The sound spell I placed won't work as well the closer he gets to the room," he whispered back.

Roman nodded. "Patton," he said abruptly. "We need to talk to you."

Patton looked up from the book he'd been reading, and Roman began to explain. "Logan and I, this morning... Took Virgil from the Dark Sides and locked him in the spare room."

Logan face-palmed. Roman hadn't meant to make it sound that bad.

Patton was shocked. "You... You locked Virgil in the spare room down the hall? Why? I understand we were planning on getting Virgil back, but.." Patton trailed off. He shook his head. "And he really can't get out? Any way?"

Logan shook his head. "I made it so that he could not sink out, Roman blocked his phone from contacting the other Dark Sides, and I made the window unbreakable just in case."

Patton nodded. "How are we going to give him food? Doesn't sound like you put a hole in the door anywhere."

Logan looked awkward. He snapped his fingers. "There. I placed a food hole in the door."

Patton looked unhappy. He would have preferred to give Virgil a bit more freedom, but he knew that with Virgil's memory gone, there was no guarantee he wouldn't try to hurt them in an attempt to escape. "I suppose this is the best we can do under the circumstances."

Roman and Logan nodded.

The three of them tried to get back to what they were doing, but Patton couldn't concentrate. He put down his book. "I'm going to my room, you two."

Roman looked up and nodded, while Logan just shrugged.

Patton walked up the stairs, but instead of turning into his room at the top, continued forward until he reached the spare room Virgil was locked in. He knocked gently on the door.

"Virgil?"

Patton bent over opened the little food flap that was around stomach-level so he could see into the room.

It was a mess, clothes everywhere, in the corner of the room Patton could see he'd overturned the dresser, and in the middle of the chaos, Virgil was pacing back and forth, breathing hard.

"Virgil?!" Patton's voice was much louder this time.

Virgil stopped pacing and whipped his head in the direction of the door. "Let me out." He sounded like he'd been crying. "Let me out right now."

Patton felt close to tears himself at seeing his son in that much distress. "I'm sorry Virgil, I want to, I really do."

"Then do it!" Virgil yelled, storming towards the door. "Let me out right now and just let me go home!"

Patton shook his head sadly. "I can't. I don't have the key, and even if I did, I'm not allowed to let you out. I can't, Virge. I'm sorry."

Virgil went and sat in the corner and began to cry. "Just let me out. I'm trapped - I can't be trapped."

Patton began to cry too, at the fact that his son was in so much pain, at the fact he couldn't help him.

Together father and son just sat there, for who knows how long, crying in each other's company. Finally Patton couldn't handle it, and he walked over to his room and threw himself into his bed, dragging up his hood and sobbing.