Pencils And Paper (Anxciet)

Chapter 10

Tw:mention of food and spit.

Nobody's pov

Virgil was drawing some doodles with a normal pencil while Janus was playing on his phone.

"Virgie your phones dead," Janus said.

Virgil was slightly annoyed he was planning on doing a call with Patton and Logan for homework. He looked around his room for his charger and eventually found it.

He then sparked an idea he crawled under his bed and found the magic pencil he had found. He drew a phone back and front as 3D as he could. As predicted, a small dimmer glow came from the note book and a phone appeared. Janus's eyes widened he'd never seen the pencil in action and he was impressed. He gave it to Janus making sure it was ready and he began downloading apps. Virgil went back to drawing while his phone charged .

Virgil started drawing a tall figure with black hair and and a bright pink hoodie. He named the girl Jessica. He used the normall pencil of course.

An hour passed and his mother opened the door. She walked up the door to see her son and was shocked to see another boy. She gave him a fake smile and flashed Virgil a weird look. Virgil smiled back at her, "Mom this is Janus, he doesn't have any home or family can he stay pleaseee." His mom looked at Janus and her heart ached. "Of course," She spoke with a small smile.

She asked Janus what he wanted for tea and he shrugged, "Anything."

She smiled and went downstairs to cook some pasta. She was gone for about a few  minutes until she came upstairs to tell the two boys pasta was ready. The two came downstairs and ate the pasta. Virgil didn't even look at Janus. He could tell he was hurt but he just pretended not to notice. His mother sat down with them and started questioning Janus. "So, if you don't mind me asking, where does your blood line originate from?"

Janus answered back, "Spain, I speak it quite well along with other languages." She smiled and suggested he could teach Virgil a few.

Once they were finished eating the two boys went back up stairs. It had been only a few minutes until he heard a loud noise booming up the stairs. It was sure to be his father.

" VIRGIL WHO IS THIS!?" His father asked picking up Janus by the shirt and practically sending waves of spit on his face.

Virgil tried not to laugh at Janus's uncomfortable state.

"He's a friend dad."

"Did I say he could stay?"

"No but mom said-"

"This is my house MY rules."

"Where's he going to go!?"

His dad stood still for a minute he looked at the boy who was a few feet above  the ground. His dad suddenly changed. He slowly and gently placed Janus down and apologised leaving the room.

Virgil's jaw was hanging open and Janus was wiping the mountain of spit of his face.

"Wha."

Janus shrugged looking at Virgil who looked shocked. Virgil stopped being shocked and just gave Janus a pile of Pj's. He was waiting for his mom and dad to start a loud heated argument but surprisingly nothing happened.

Virgil watched as Janus came in wearing Virgils massive yellow shirt and black pj trousers. Virgil snorted and Janus pulled a grumpy face. Virgil shrugged it off and hopped onto bed. It was only seven but His father usually turned his lights of at eight and Virgil liked to read. He was reading a book named unfortunate miracles and it was about a statue coming to life.

That kind of thing sparked his interest  and he continued reading while Janus played on his phone. Exactly eight his father came in and wished them a good night which was odd. Usually it was his mother. It was like everybody who hated him before Janus did some kind of magic trick to make them act all nice and it was personally weird.