TW- Abusive Relationship

Virgil was walking through the aisles of the shop when he realized he was being watched. At first, it was only a gut instinct. He knew that his instincts were often anxiety driven and that they were probably incorrect, but the feeling persisted. He walked quicker than he had been previously in an attempt to grab what he needed and leave as soon as possible. After another five minutes of this, he stepped forward to grab his final item when he heard a box being knocked over. He whipped his head quickly toward the sound and saw his worst fear. In front of him stood his now ex boyfriend, Michael, standing red-faced and frozen. "What do you want?" Michael didn't answer quickly enough for Virgil's liking, so he repeated the question louder.

"I just want to talk, Virge."
"Do not call me that. We are not friends. Just leave me alone."

Michael took a step forward, causing Virgil to step back quickly. "Please Virgil, I just want to talk. I miss you so much and I just want you back. You can't deny that you still love me."

Virgil stood still, contemplating the words. As much as he hated to admit it to himself, he still had feelings for Michael. However, he knew that his feelings wouldn't undo what he did to him, so he shook his head and looked down at his shoes.

"So that's it? You're just going to forget everything we had? That's pathetic."

Virgil shook softly in his spot. All of the fear he had felt in Michael's presence had returned at once and he was overwhelmed. He felt the tears coming, and the last thing he wanted to do was give Michael the satisfaction of seeing him cry again. Virgil turned on his heel and began walking away quickly. He had almost made it out of the aisle when he was grabbed harshly by the wrist and spun around.

"Michael, please stop," Virgil whimpered.
"No. I'm done playing your idiotic game. You're mine, Virgil. You're not getting away from me again."

Virgil audibly whimpered, fear clouding his features as he stared up at the man who he had once felt so much adoration for. The man who broke him.

Little did the pair know, they were being watched as well by a young man with glasses and a black polo shirt.

Michael's grip on Virgil tightened. "You're coming with me so we can talk this out."
Virgil tried to pull away but Michael was stronger, so he struggled desperately to no avail. "Please, Michael, I don't want-"

"Hey babe! I thought I lost you!"

Both Virgil and Michael turned to the source of the voice in confusion. The man with the glasses walked toward the pair with a large smile, making direct eye contact with Virgil. Michael immediately released his grip and Virgil immediately grabbed his own wrist and rubbed it lightly to soothe the aching pain he was experiencing.

"Um, hey," Virgil spoke lightly, unsure of how to comprehend the situation but relieved to be distracted from Michael's predation.

"Did you find everything you were looking for, love?"

Virgil was still incredibly lost but nodded lightly.

The man stepped forward toward Michael. "Virgil, is this a friend of yours?" he said with a small smile. "I guess you could say that." "Well any friend of Virgil's is a friend of mine. I'm Logan, it's very nice to make your acquaintance." Logan stuck out his hand, which Michael hesitantly shook. "Uh, I'm Michael. How do you know Virgil?" "Oh, I'm his boyfriend." Virgil nearly choked from that sentence but maintained composure and decided to play along, as the man's intentions were finally clear. "Yeah, Logan and I have been together for a couple of months now." Michael nodded slowly with a fire behind his eyes. Both Virgil and Logan noticed this. Logan knew that the situation would escalate very quickly if he didn't end it immediately, so he took and chance and put his arm around Virgil's waist. "Well, we better be going, we have to meet my family for dinner in a bit. It was nice to meet you Michael!" "Yeah, same to you," Michael grumbled. Logan turned Virgil in the opposite direction and the two walked away with Logan's arm still secure around Virgil.