AN: sorry i've been soo inactive guys. my computer broke and life's kinda hectic right now. i'm gonna try my best to start updating more often again. thank you so much @what-is-innocence for this amazing idea! hope you all are doing ok, and enjoy the story!

TW: mentions of alcoholism, drug dealing and abuse, mentions of being stabbed. please do not read if you are triggered by ANY of this. stay safe guys

-Talented_trash

"Ya know Roman, I'm thinking that math isn't your strong point," Virgil joked as he looked at Romans unorganized, very wrong math equation.

"I give up! I'll join the circus." Virgil laughed and looked down at his own paper.

"Ya know, you could just ask-"

"No! I can do this without help! I got this." Roman crumpled up his paper and threw it in the direction of a trash can, missing by a couple of inches. "I can't do anything right today." Virgil stood up and walked over to the can to pick up his brothers trash.

"No need to be such a drama queen. You got the part you wanted in the upcoming play."

"It's not a play it's a musical." Virgil groaned and walked into the kitchen where his phone was charging.

"Whatever. Getting the part isn't a failure. It's a triumph." Roman chuckled and pulled a new paper out of his backpack.

"You sound like we should be at a bar and you're handing me a drink or something." Virgil cringed at the comment and opened his phone.

"Except we're underage." Roman looked up at his brother and frowned curiously.

"Verge, I was joking. I know we're not allowed to drink." Virgil forced himself to take deep breaths. In through his nose and out through his mouth.

"Sorry, I," he forced a smirk and picked up his phone. "I know you're joking I just zoned out for a sec." Roman also smiled and looked down at his paper.

"Alright. Tell me I got this and I'm amazing."

"You've got this and you're amazing," Virgil repeated as he unlocked his phone and opened his text messages.

"So are you doing tech theater for the musical." Virgil nodded and pressed on his best friend, Remy's, contact.

hey. wanna hang out tomorrow?

"Kiddos! I'm home," Patton called into the house as he opened the door with one hand and expertly balanced a bag of groceries on his hip with the other.

"Hey Dad," Roman replied as he got up from the table and walked over to his dad. "Need help with anything?" Patton giggled and closed the door with his foot.

"No, it's alright kiddo. This is all there is. How was school?"

"Good, I get to be J.D. in the musical which is amazing." Virgil pushed himself off the counter as a text came in from Remy.

sure! wanna just come to my house?

sounds great! see ya at school Rem

love ya Vee

love ya too Remy

"How about you kiddo, how was school?" Virgil shrugged and took the bag from Patton's hand. "Aw thanks Vee. I'm sorry school wasn't good."

"It wasn't not good I guess. Just long." Patton nodded and walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

"Wanna help me make some dinner kiddo? Maybe catch up on some stuff?" Virgil nodded and stuffed his phone into his back pocket.

"Sounds amazing. How was work?" Patton smiled and dried his hands with a nearby towel.

"It was great! I got to talk to someone that's recovering from an abusive relationship very nicely."

"That's really cool..and you're really good at what you do Dad." Patton's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as a bright smile pulled onto his lips.

"Oh my goodness," he squealed playfully as he started to unpack the grocery bag. "Thank you so much kiddo!!"

"No problem Dad. When's Father gonna be home?" Patton looked up at the clock on the wall as he pulled a box of noodles out of the bag. "In about 10 minutes. Why?" Virgil shrugged and pulled a pot out of one of the cabinets.

"Just curious." I wanna talk to him. Not that I think I can't talk to you..but he just...I don't know, he makes me feel calm. I'm sorry Dad.

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"I'm home." Virgil finished opening a can of tomato sauce and poured it into a small sauce pan.

"Hiya Honey!" Patton smiled at Virgil and took the pan from his sons hands. "Go ahead and talk to him kid. I know you need to," he whispered encouragingly.

"Thanks Dad." Virgil walked out of the kitchen and playfully shoved Roman's shoulder as he walked past the table. Roman didn't retaliate, instead he just groaned and allowed himself to fall on the table. "Leave me here to die," he quoted dramatically.

"You're fine." Logan threw his briefcase on the floor by the key rack and popped his knuckles.

"Hi Father." Logan looked up and smiled at his son.

"Hey Verge. What's up?" Virgil felt a small amount of anxiety build in his chest and decided to ignore it for the moment.

"Nothing I kinda just wanted to say hi." Logan's smile grew wider and he held out his arms which Virgil gratefully stepped into.

"I love you Virgil."

"I love you too Father."

"Time for dinner!!"

"How am I supposed to eat when I literally don't even know how to factor a polynomial?!"

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"Former child abuser, alcoholic and drug dealer Jayden D. Lynch, has escaped after multiple years in prison. How long he has been kissing has not yet been disclosed to the general public-"

Logan turned off the TV in their room as he looked over at his husband. Patton stared blankly at the blank screen with his mouth slightly open. "Patton...Patton talk to me." Patton continued to stare as tears filled his eyes. "Please Patton," Logan shook Patton's arm lightly and tried to repress his own tears. "Patton please..Snap out of it."

"C-Child abuser?" A tear fell down Patton's cheek and Logan quickly wiped it away.

"Honey..we knew this. His father..his father stabbed him my love. We knew it happened." Patton turned to face Logan and a choked sob escaped his throat. Patton collapsed onto his husbands shoulder and allowed the tears to fall down his cheeks. "And he's loose." Patton suddenly stopped and inhaled sharply. "What if he tries to find Virgil."

AN: AHHHH, i'm sorry there is definitely going to be a part two(and possibly even a part three?? i don't really know yet) but yeah, once again thank you @what-is-innocence for this idea. if you have any other ideas just message me or leave a comment. stay safe and do great (i know that isn't grammatically correct it just kinda rhymes and...let me try to be cute...please). byeeee!

-Talented_trash