Getting it Together

Roman's Revenge

TW: vomiting, rape, crying, stabbing, murder

Roman groaned as he leaned over the toilet and dry heaved again. They had only gotten back from vacation yesterday, and his stomach felt like it was trying to leave through his throat. And on top of that, he was due to get his period any day n-

Oh no.

Could...How long ago was Damien's birthday?

Five weeks.

Five weeks from when Roman had failed to unlock the knife drawer and protect Damien. Five weeks since Jason had decided to take Roman's punishment into his own hands, rather than waiting for Patton.

Roman still felt so disgusting and unclean after that night.

But he couldn't possibly have...Couldn't possibly be...

"Patton!" Roman screams. His chest heaved and his hand wandered up to his face, coming away wet with tears. "Patton!"

"I'm coming Roman!" Patton frets as he hurries to the bathroom, carrying a small plate of medicine and a glass of water. "Gosh this flu must be horrible..."

Setting down the plate and glass, Patton rushes over to Roman when he sees him crying, gathering his younger brother into his arms. "Roman what's wrong? I'm sure you're in a lot of pain, the pills will help a-"

"I-He-I n-need!" Roman sobbed, hiccupping and holding Patton tightly as he wailed. "Jason!"

"You need Jason?" Patton asks, looking down at his brother who looked up so fast he could have given himself whiplash.

"No! No, no, no, no, no! Keep him away from me!" Roman screeched. "He-!"

"Roman, you need to calm down!" Patton worries. "Take deep breaths. Come on, in for four, hold for seven, out for-"

Once again Patton was cut off when Sela came bounding into the room, sitting protectively next to Roman. Roman holds her tightly, making sure not to hurt the thoughtful dog as he hid his face in her fur.

"That's it Roman, you're doing really good." Patton encourages. "Deep breaths. Feel Sela's fur, isn't it soft?"

"W-When Logan a-and Damien tried to l-leave-" Roman starts. "J-Jason-!"

Dissolving into another round of tears, Patton kisses Roman's forehead. "Take your time."

"I n-need a te-a test." Roman hiccups. "A..."

His voice dropped to a whisper and more silent tears rolled down his face. "A pregnancy test..."

Patton looked at him in confusion. before it dawned on him. "...Jason?"

Roman nods, bursting into tears again.

"But..." Patton stands, muttering under his breath as he tightly held his arms. "But...He wouldn't do that...He's my friend...He's not like Alex..."

Roman looks up at him in shock, and begins crying harder.

Patton looks at him nervously and walks back into the kitchen, leaving Roman alone with Sela.

Ohh god.

He didn't believe him.

He didn't believe him, and Jason would lie, and then he'd hurt him for telling-

Patton walks back into the room holding a large, familiar butcher knife.

The one responsible for the large scar on his stomach.

Roman shudder, whimpering as he closes his eyes and tries to picture something-anything-better than this.

Warm hands and cold metal touch his palms.

And then Patton draws his hands away.

His racing heartbeat slowing slightly, Roman opens one eye.

The knife was in his hands.

And Patton sat on the edge of the tub watching him.

Roman stares down at his hands and studies the knife for a bit before pulling himself up, keeping the knife tight in his hands.

"Jason!" Patton calls. "C'mere!"

Roman can hear every footstep as Jason walks through the house to the bathroom. Quickly, before Jason walks into the room, he hides the knife behind his back.

"Yeah?" Jason asks, shoving his hands in his pockets. His gaze wanders over to Roman, and he grins.  "Hey you. You haven't been misbehaving again, have you?"

Roman shakes his head numbly, stepping towards Jason, his heart racing. Jason's right eyebrow lifts and the corners of his mouth quirk into a smile.

Until Roman pulled out the knife.

One second was all Roman allowed himself to revel in the look of fear on Jason's face before he grabbed his shoulder and sunk the blade into his heart.

Jason's mouth gaped open like a fish as he crumples to the ground, and Roman sobs as he rips the knife out and plunges it into Jason's stomach.

Continuing to stab Jason over and over, Roman doesn't even notice Patton move next to him and kneel down, until the knife is gently being pried out of his hands.

"C'mon." Patton says softly, holding Roman's hand. "Let's get you cleaned up."

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