DEAR JOURNAL

YEAR NINE

TW-Lying, manipulation, sad everybody, we are so sorry, blood, gore, medical terminology, panic attack

Teenage dream (acoustic version)-Glee

As we said before we will not be changing dolin's name to Janus (we are both lazy as hell and don't want to go through and change everything)

Liz isn't able to be online right now so any posts we make will be done by me, also we are so so sooooo sorry about this chapter
-Alec

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One year later

Virgil's pov

Dear journal,

This year has been the best year of my entire life. Dolin and I talked to Roman about making us a house. He said that he was already working on something in the imagination. It is a small house with beige paneling. Nothing too extravagant but it is perfect for just me and Dolin. For the first time in nine years I'm happy.

Today is my birthday which with much explaining from Dolin and Logan I now know is actually kind of a big deal. I still don't think it should be but that's just how the mind palace works I guess. I haven't heard anything from Paranoia in a year but I know that he isn't gone because I still am a dark side. The old house that we lived in was destroyed and our rooms popped up in our house. We use mine as storage and we share dolin's. I haven't been in my room at all yet. I tried once because we were painting the bathroom and we needed another brush. I could barely open the door before I had a panic attack.

Right now I am sitting in bed next to my wonderful boyfriend who I know reads this journal. I'm waiting for Dolin to wake up even though I'm sure he is just pretending to be asleep so he can cuddle with me while I write. I have less trouble sleeping now but I am still always up before him. I look at the clock on the nightstand on my side of the bed. 8:30am, Dolin needs to wake up and let me get ready. The people are going to be here at 9. By people I mean dad(aka pat), mom(aka Logan), and Roman. The light side house wasn't destroyed like the dark one instead another floor was added onto it. Logan and Patton live on the third floor. Roman lives on the second floor and they use the bottom floor for the kitchen, living room and guest room.

"Ok Dol I know you aren't asleep let's get up they are going to be here in half an hour." I start to stand up and he grabs me and pulls me back into bed.

"Just five more minutes please" he says and looks at me with his cute puppy eyes.

"Nope I'm getting up and I'm gonna get dressed and you should too" I stand up and he whines.

"Ugh fine" he gets up and goes into the bathroom. I hear the shower water start. I thought I heard him talking to someone.

"Babe did you say something?" I ask through the door. I hear rustling and footsteps. I thought I heard another voice.

"Uh y-y-yeah can you get me a towel"

"Yeah give me a second". I thought I did the laundry yesterday and put new towels in the bathroom but whatever. I walk to the bathroom downstairs and look in the cabinet we store the towels in. There are no towels in there. Shit. The only other place in this house that could have towels is my room so that's a no go. I walk back upstairs to the bedroom. I hear more talking but when I close the door it stops. He was probably just talking to himself.

"Dol I think that the dryer ate the towels" I say through the door.

"Yeah that's no problem I found one" he says. Then he walks out all dressed in his normal black hoodie with his yellow snakes on it paired with dark blue jeans.