Alone CH.1

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Virgil was sitting alone in his living room watching TV. He loved his apartment and how cozy it felt to him. He'd occasionally invite his few friends over, those being: Logan, Patton, and Roman. He had been trying to make amends with his ex, Janus but it wasn't going well as they had just broken up a few weeks ago and Roman's brother, Remus was a little too hyper and dirty for Virgil at the moment.

A few hours later, Virgil had taken his binder off and was now having a glass of water as a knock on the door was heard. "Huh..? Who's knocking at the door right now...?" He mumbled before calling out. "Come in!" He thought it was Logan, the knocks sounded heavy and Logan's knocks usually were heavier but the person who came through the door definitely wasn't Logan.

"Hey dark flower~" the voice was cold yet also like velvet with a hint of sinister intention. Janus started to make his way towards Virgil, closing and locking the front door. Virgil began to panic as the dropped the cup, water spilling all over the floor as the cup made a high pitched thud. "J-Janus..! What are you doing in here?!" He exclaimed, breathing quickly. "Aw~ You act like you don't want me here~" he smirked pinning Virgil to the counter. "Now c'mon~ Let's have some fun like before~" he sounded a little tipsy. "Janus! Please! Go home, you're drunk-! Ow-!" The counter pin was a lot rougher than he liked.

"I'm not drunk!" He exclaimed pushing him more into the counter. "Don't tell me what I am." He hissed. "Okay! Okay! Ow! I'm sorry!" He was trying to get free as Janus started to drag him into his bedroom "accidentally" hitting Virgil's head on the door frame. "Ow! Please! I'm begging you stop it! Please!" he was crying and begging for him to stop as he was told to undress. "Please..! I don't want-!" He was given a death glare as he started to undress out of fear, his un-binded chest exposed. "Dark flower~ You look great~" he smirked walking over and starting to kiss him and get him on the bed.

The night was flashes of tears, colors, and sounds to Virgil. He felt like he would pass out...

And he did.

(391 words)

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