Virgil Afton Sanders ON HOLD!

Virgil Afton Sanders ON HOLD!

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I am unfortunately putting this story as well as my others on hold for a year or so while I prepare for my exams which affect which unis i can go to etc. A Sanders Sides and Afton fanfic cuz why not! I personally just love the idea of Virgil being and Afton, and I think he fits in, you know with the purple and everything. Again this story might not make any sense- in this case, the dates and ages, my brain isn't working. In this Michael doesn't kill Chris Terrance does, and Michael and Terrance are twins, but there will be more on that later!
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(This is the continuation of Not so perfect) This is his fault! What have I become? This body... my body... I just want to rest... I miss him so much. Why does it hurt so much even after 20 years? Michael, (son's name) and I have to end this. So we can rest. For Charlie. For Elizabeth. For Henry and all of those who had to die to get to this point. All of the children that die from monstrous murder machines clocked in childlike friendly. We must end this bullshit but where is the man that kept our lives kept in this foreverness. Unable to die fully die. Death after death. Unable to move on. Unable to let go. But does my heart weep for another? Do his words butter me up and fix my broken heart? Or is it all lies to get his way? What is (son's name) hiding within a wall of secret? Will our plans work? Or will the rest be always so close or be out of our grasp? As the man, who curse us to suffer in death, told me once 'enjoy the ride because it will be a long one.' I now understand what he meant. This game of life and death. But do I have the ability to stop my feelings from getting in the way of what needs to be done? I love him.

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