Tw:cussing /stupidity /tears
After drawing for what we felt like ages he relaxed a bit and he took one glance at his finger and a wave of panic washed over him, it wasn't the tip of his finger anymore it was almost his whole hand.
"J... Jann..?"
Janus looked over at virgil as tears were forming in his eyes. He looked at Virgils hand and he tilted his head slightly, "Well how the fuck did you do that?"
"Probably from that fricking monster thing..." Virgils voice sounded broken, afraid and anxious. A million thoughts rushed into his head, what was his parents going to say? What are his friends going to say? What are the people at school going to say?? What is he going to do about his hand? How is this going to affect him? What is going to happen next? Why did this happen next.
So many questions he was terrified to even think of the answer. His face scrunched up as years were rapidly racing down his face.
Janus watched as the boy was crying and his heart was hurting. He hated seeing his creator like this. Wait.. Creator? He's much more then a creator, he's a fucking friend,he thought as he shuffled over to virgil who was now on the floor silently crying.
"Virgie?"
"Go away... You probably think I'm a freak and are only here because you have no where else.."
"Well Virgil, I thought you thought I was the freak. I mean you ignored me. I came out of your fricking note pad god dammit if that isn't freaky then what am I gonna tell ya. I've hardly been... Alive for a few days and I feel like your an intresting person, you went on a small adventure with me and showed me where North, South, East and west was. You were hardly fazed by the creature, hell you went up to it and that would've took alot of balls,so if there's anyone who's a freak here it's me. All of this could have been stopped if it wasn't for my curiosity. "
Virgil wiped his eyes and gave him a hug while muttering small words nobody could understand.
Janus smiled at him and hugged back.
"BOYS DINNERS READY"
Virgil looked at the clock,it was half seven they had gotten back ages ago. He quickly shoved on an overly baggy hoodie and small black gloves.
The two walked down the stairs and they both sat down at the table. Janus was opposite Virgils dad and Virgil was sat next to Janus. While his mother was making gravy.
"So, Janus how did you arrive here? If your from Spain then how are you speaking English?"
Janus face palmed as Virgil snorted.
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Pencils And Paper (Anxciet)
FanfictionCover art not mine heh it's by smallfry.png their arts really neat :) . This is just an anxciet book. You'll get the title if you read it heh. Virgil never liked school, he was bullied, picked on by teachers and it was to much pressure. He only had...
