Me and you (prinxiety)

Chapter twenty four

Virgil's POV (still past tense also trigger warning and use of slurs)

Tonight's the night me and deceit decided to escapee. It's the night of the twin heirs birthday, so no one would notice if to hybrid escaped into the night.

"So we're actually doing this?" I ask, as deceit hands me a plain large black hoodie, that would probably take me ten years to grow into. Which he probably wants me to cover my wings with.

"Don't chicken out in me" he whisper claiming out of the windowsill.

"I won't" I whisper as he helps me up.

"Good" deceit smiles, trying into a boy he saw earlier attending the party.

We run, as fast as we can. As if the devil himself was chasing after us. We disappear into the darkness, with only a torn piece of my sweater stuck on the fence proving we ever existed.

"Shit" I huff out of breathe, once were far away enough to stop. "The fence tore my hoodie" I complain looking at the large hole below my elbow.

"Just patch it up" he tosses me a purple and black plain shirt. "I don't have any use for it"

"Thanks?" I question, wondering if he's actual being sincere or lying again.

(Time skip)

Deceit protected me for years, the sweater he gave me was know covered in patches of that purple and black rag he gave me that night. But life hasn't exactly been easy, I had to steal and sell almost everything I could get my hands to pay off my monthly debt to him. But I would secretly put away a few dollars and before I knew it I had enough to move to the city. I hear deceit humbling with the lock, he keeps me locked in a small room. He tells me it's so other people don't find me, but it feels like he's just making it so I can't leave. I can feel my lungs start to clench as he slowly walks into the room, and can't stop myself from shaking but I need to calm down.

"Here, little birdie" he smiles holding up a few bags of groceries.

"Um...Janus?" I ask

"Don't call me that!" He snaps, "deceit sounds more professional"

"Okay, deceit" I nod correcting my self. "Don't be mad, but I think I'm gonna try living in the city"

"Pardon me?" He asks, looking anger. "Virgil, you can't leave. I have invested way to much"

"It's my life" I interrupt him, "I'm not some investment, I'm a person"

"Well you're not human" he shrugs. "No one in the city will see you as one, to them you're just a monster. Your mom might of told you that your blood doesn't matter, but it dose and she was an idiot that deserves to be pump full of lead."

"You don't mean that" I shake my head beginning to cry.

"Yeah, I do. The city will chew you up and spit you out, you have a fucking panic attack ever time I walk into the room."

"That's cause you hit me" I mumble in tears.

"I only do that to toughen you up, look at you you're  a cry baby and a wimp. Usually it's fun to watch you break down in tears, but not when you're in the city full of humans that would happy pluck out your wings and sell you off to the highest bidder. Not to mention that amount of attention your perversions will bring."

"My what?" I ask, confused about his last sentence.

"You being a fag" he crosses his arms "I don't care about your life choices. But over people will, you're safer here with me"

"I didn't chose to be gay, I didn't chose my parents or to born like this!" I yell frustrated, "I haven't gotten to chose one thing in my god dam life"

"You chose to come with me"

"I was scared, and I didn't have any other choice. Do you know what, whatever" I shrug grading a duffle bag, throwing in some clothes.

"What are you doing?" Deceit ask "you're not leaving"

"Yes, I am" I whisper continuing to back my stuff.

"No, you're not" he grabs my wrist, causing a shiver to run up my spine. "Listen hear, little birdie" he whispers pulling me close to his face. "You belong to me, you're my property. If you leave this room I can't promise you'll be safe, because someone might alert the police that there's a hybrid lose in the city."

"You can't do that" I break his grip, pulling away from him. Honestly it feels like my hearts about to exploded, not in the good way. Everything about deceit terrifies me, if I weren't for my adrenaline I would be in the floor probably having a panic attack by now. "I'll just tell them about you, I have a citizenship so I'm some what protect. But you have nothing" I shake my head. "No even you could lie yourself out of that kind of trouble. So I'm going"

"Oh, Virgil" deceit giggles "sure you can go if you want, but no matter what you do you'll alway come back to me. Because I own you"

"Trust me that won't happen" I throw on my backpack walking out the door. "I will never come back"
Those were the last works I said before leaving for the city, then I bought my first phone. Then I started looking for somewhere to life and took the first offer I could on a house that I could some what afford then  I went job hunting, cause apparently living in the city was more expensive then I thought and I couldn't support myself on just my savings.

But I'll never go back to my life with deceit...or that's what I thought.