Virgil was scared. He needed to leave. But… What about Roman? Would he freak out if he saw him gone? Maybe he should leave a note… And so he did. He left a small note on the floor and stood up. He walked to the front door, but before he could leave, a familiar voice spoke to him.
“And where are you going?” Logan asked, but it sounded more like a demand.
“H-Home….” Virgil said simply, not turning around to face the man. He tried to unlock the door, but he couldn’t figure out how it worked. “U-Uh… C-Can… H-Help…?”
“Help with what? Opening the door?” The zombie nodded and the human stood up, making him flinch and tense up. He pushed Virgil out of the way and opened the door. “And don’t come back.”
Virgil nodded and quickly left. He went to his house and stayed there, reading his journal.
I should’ve went with them. I should’ve let them eat me. Then I would be of some use. I’m such a coward. I should do it. I should let them eat me. Yeah… I’ll let them eat me. It’ll be fine. I’ll be fine.
Word Count: 199
A/N- Alright, now THIS is the shortest part I've ever wrote.
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