Kidnapped and Alone- A Sanders Sides Fanfiction (Book 1)

Deceit

Patton's POV:

I understood now. He had used me as bait. For what reason? How was I supposed to know? Knowing Remus, though, my best guess was that he was doing it for pure entertainment.

He had left the room hastily to retrieve Deceit. I hoped Deceit hadn't hurt Virgil at all...my poor kiddo was all alone out there. He didn't have to be...but I was too weak to try and help him.

I had no excuse for why I didn't escape a few weeks ago, though...

Oh, who was I kidding? This was all my fault. Now my family was going to get hurt. Again, might I add based on new information I had received about their pasts. They didn't trust me with it...maybe so I wouldn't feel bad.

They didn't want me to feel bad for making everything worse.

Oh, I could have thought and sobbed for the next few hours (and I probably did) if it weren't for Remus's loud re-entry into the cell he was holding me in.

The door blew open immediately and Remus came pacing into the room, gripping Deceit's forearms roughly. He had Deceit facing him as he kept going forward while Deceit looked...honestly terrified. It was odd...even for them.

"R—Remus..." Deceit was stuttering as Remus forced him to pace backwards at his speed. "R—Remus, I can expl—plain..." he said as they reached the wall and Remus shoved Deceit into it forcefully. Deceit gasped, probably getting the wind knocked out of him and the back of his bowler hat hit the wall, causing it to tumble off his head and fall to his feet.

With his hat gone, I could now see Deceit's tear-stained cheeks and his red puffy eyes. Remus pulled Deceit's gloves off forcefully so he would tell the full truth and gripped Deceit's arms tighter, making Deceit verbally wince in pain at Remus's rage. Remus was practically growling.
"You..." he was muttering under his breath. "You let him get to you, Deceit." he muttered.

Deceit swallowed and stuttered, "I...I know, b—but..."
"We talked about this, Deceit." Remus said, gripping his arms even tighter. Deceit cried out as he tried to keep his composure. He looked up to meet Remus's eyes and started,
"But...he was s—so...so scary, I—"
"Scary?" Remus asked, pulling Deceit closer to his eye level. Deceit trembled in his grasp and I couldn't help but feel bad for him. "SCARY?" Remus repeated, louder. Deceit nodded and Remus scowled at him and chuckled darkly.
"Oh, Deceit." He started, shaking his head. "He's nothing compared to me." Deceit's tears began to roll down his cheeks again.

Remus then released Deceit's arms (now having large purple welts from Remus's grip) and grabbed him by the collar. Deceit braced himself as Remus lifted him up and threw him to the floor next to his fallen bowler hat. He hit the ground and flinched at the pain. As he met Remus's eyes again, Remus stared down at him and spat,
"You're a disappointment anywhere you go." Before turning to leave the cell and slamming the door on the way out.

As soon as he exited, Deceit completely lost his composure, breaking down and pulling his knees to his chest while he sobbed loudly into them.

His breath was ragged, he was trembling, he was hurt...he was in pain.

And although he had hurt me pretty badly in the past...all I could see now was a member of my family in pain...and this time I wasn't going to sit and watch.

Remus hadn't bothered to tie me to anything. I was bound and gagged, but I could probably scoot over to Deceit if it was necessary.

And it was.

Scooting uncomfortably over to him, I stopped only a few feet away. I didn't know what to do next...

I couldn't touch him...I couldn't speak to him...my restraints prevented me from doing so. He hadn't even noticed my presence yet. I figured the best thing I could do was get his attention.

I cleared my throat, and I don't think he noticed. His knees were still squeezed so tightly into his chest that he looked like a little ball. He was still sobbing uncontrollably and breathing very raggedly.

I cleared my throat louder, and he still didn't budge. I had to do something...anything. He was in a lot of pain.

I only had my wrists bound behind me and my ankles bound together. Sure, it was plenty tight, but if I could pull my wrists out from behind me, I could at least try to physically get his attention...

So I rolled onto my back and tried to pull my wrists under my feet and to the front of my body. I wasn't too flexible, so this proved to be extremely difficult...

Oh, who was I kidding? Remus was right...I was just too out of shape. All my family was so much thinner and stronger than me. I wasn't built for this sort of thing. If they could've seen me now, they would have only laughed at my weakness...like Remus did...

But I had to make it work somehow.

For Deceit...

So I leaned forward even more, and, grunting a little bit, I managed to pull my wrists around to the front of me and immediately relaxed to catch my breath.

Deceit hadn't even budged. He was still in the same position, panicking heavily.

I struggled for a moment as I pulled the gag out of my mouth so I could speak. Would touching him scare him? Well, probably not as much as not doing anything at all. I had already tried making noise. That didn't work.

I scooted a bit closer and finally made my move.
"Deceit..." I muttered, lightly brushing his shoulder. He jumped at my touch, turning to see my face. As soon as his eyes met mine, they began to fill with even more tears.

"P...Patton..." Deceit said quietly, his voice trembling. I shook my head.
"Don't worry about it." I told him. He sighed. "That's all I do..." he muttered. I was about to reply when he began to try and stand. I put my arms forward onto his shoulder to stop him. As he looked to me in confusion, I shook my head.
"You don't need to stand. Just relax. Tell me what's going on." I told him. He sat back down, the frown on his face growing sadder and more tears falling down his cheeks.

Then, unexpectedly, he actually...threw his arms around me in an extremely tight hug. He sobbed into my shoulder, and gripped my cardigan as he sobbed.
"I'm sorry, Patton..." he was saying. "I'm sorry...I really am. I didn't try to stop him...I helped him...so he wouldn't hurt me. And we both got hurt...I've just made things a mess!" He sobbed and took a sharp breath before continuing. "Remus is right...I really am just a disappointment everywhere..." he sobbed again and I leaned into him, not knowing how else to return the embrace.

"Deceit..." I began. "Don't listen to Remus. He's manipulative and mean. He only speaks in lies—" And as soon as those words escaped my mouth, I knew I made a mistake. It probably wasn't the best wording for the embodiment of lies. He sobbed louder into my shoulder.
"N-nope...that's me...the lies...the disappointment...the-the villain..." My cardigan was soaking by now, but that was the least of my concerns.

"Deceit...oh..." I stated, trying to find a way to help him with the constraints. Deceit noticed my struggling and sniffed.
"Here..." he stated, pulling out a small pocket-knife and cutting the tight rope.

The freedom was so refreshing as I pulled my wrists apart for the first time in what seemed like decades to me. I pulled Deceit into a real hug. "You don't have to be the villain." I stated, making him shake his head. I pulled away and gripped his shoulders so we were eye level. "I mean it. Come back with me. Come with me back to the mind palace and we can fix this."

Deceit shook his head again, putting his face in his hands.
"Nothing will change..." he muttered. "Everyone will still hate me...Remus will still come after me..." he sniffed and I pulled his hands down, making him look back up at me.

I made sure he was looking me directly in the eyes when I told him,
"Deceit, I am never going to let him hurt you again." And he smiled, sobbing in relief. I pulled him into a hug again, never wanting to let him go. He was safe with me. He had to be...

Because if he wasn't safe with me, he wasn't safe anywhere...