TRIGGER WARNINGS : epilepsy, seizures, blood, derogatory terms, swearing, fighting

Virgil POV
"Hey faggots!" Screamed Jackson's voice. My anxiety skyrocketed instantly and Quinn visibly paled.

"Fuck off!" Damien yelled back, standing up and glaring at Jackson. I could tell that he was pissed.

The two stared at each other for a second or too before Jackson smiled. He then turned to the rest of us with the same creepy smile.

"Pity to see the emos alive," He sighed, his smiling dropping into a scowl.

"Go the hell away," Roman said, blatantly putting an arm around me.

Jackson's face twisted into a jealous one. I couldn't help but smirk a little bit at that. I'm glad he's jealous. He deserves that kind of pain.

"You all disgust me," He hissed.

"Well you're one of us too so shut the fuck up," Remy hissed back.

"I'm not sick and fucked up like all of you," Jackson growled. "And even if I was, than that gives me permission to hate on all of you."

"That's...that's not how it works," Emile said, very obviously upset by Jackson's mindset.

"And what the fuck do you know crybaby?" Jackson taunted Emile, but anger flickered in his eyes.

"Hey!" Remy yelled, standing up. "You leave him the fuck alone!"

"Oh be quite,"  Jackson sneered.  "I wasn't talking to you."

"Well you fucked with my man so you fucked with me,"  Remy growled, glaring daggers at Jackson.

Emile was holding Remy's hand tightly, gently trying to urge him to sit back down.  But Remy was pissed now too.

"So you're mad I made fun of your fucktoy?"  Jackson asked, raising an eyebrow.  "Yeah we all know you two fucked, and you aren't good at hiding hickies."

"That's none of your fucking business!"  Remy yelled, going red in the face.  Wether with embarrassment or anger I wasn't sure.  "At least it's consensual unlike you with trying to force yourself on Roman!"

Emile was squirming in embarrassment, seeming to be trying to disappear into his sweater.  I didn't know that they had sex already, but who am I to judge my friends sex lives.

"That reminds me," Jackson purred, winking at Roman.

But than Jackson turned quickly and bolted around Damien to Quinn.  He grabbed Quinn roughly by the collar of his sweater and pulled him upwards.

"If you try to fucking charge me with anything your ass will be buried back in the snow before you can even finish filing a report,"  He threatened, growling it right in Quinn's face. 

Damien reacted quickly.  He grabbed Jackson by the shoulder and pulled in back around.  He landed a heavy punched straight to Jackon's cheek.

Jackson retaliated by throwing himself at Damien.  The two fell to the floor, punching at each other. 

Roman and Remy ran over quickly, pulling the two apart.  Remy got Jackson off Damien with a sharp kick to Jackson's side with his heels. 

"Leave us all the fuck alone!"  Roman yelled in Jackson face before dragging Damien back to us.

Jacked huffed angrily, wiping blood from a cut on his cheek.  But he got up and walked away, holding his side where Remy kicked him. 

Damien was at Quinn's side instantly.  Gently try to calm him and get him to stop scratching himself.

"Jackson is such a...a big meanie!"  Patton yelled indignantly.  He looked angry and Patton didn't get angry at people easily.  Unless they mess with his friends.

"Woah, Jackson better watch out, he made Pattoncake mad,"  Remy teased, making the angry air disappear a bit. 

"That's a cute nickname,"  Logan commented, seemingly unfazed by what happened besides the angry look in his eyes and the way he was holding Patton tightly. 

"I fucking hate him,"  Roman growled, sitting back down next to me.

Everyone agreed instantly.  It was kinda funny in a sense.  Slowly, we all calmed down from the Jackson thing.

Well, Quinn was still holding tightly to Damien and shaking pretty badly.  I made a mental note to smack Jackson with my crutches one of theses days. 

That's when the bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. 

"Damn,"  Remy complained, turning to Emile.  "We didn't have time to make out in the bathrooms."

Emile just laughed in response, flushing bright red.  A few of us groaned at them. 

"I think we could all use a friendly hangout,"  Patton started.  "Meet me outside after school."

We all agreed. 

~•~

"So what are we doing?"  I asked Patton, slowly hobbling after him to the main doors. 

"My house, study and do homework and than just hang out without the threat of Jackson,"  Patton told me.  "We could probably get some pizza and watch movies too."

"Sounds good,"  I mumbled.

Logan pulled open the door for Patton and I.  I followed Patton over towards where Remy, Emile, and Roman were standing.

"Please tell me we're getting coffee,"  Remy begged, crossing his fingers in hope.

"If you want to, you can,"  Patton answered. 

Remy smiled happily, pushing his sunglasses back down.  He was holding Emile tightly by the waist, the two pressed up against each other.

Damien and Quinn appeared.  Quinn was slowly trailing behind Damien, obviously not in a social mood right now.

"Okay," I said, pointing at Emile and Remy. "Have you two actually fucked already?"

"Yeah, I was wondering that myself," Roman added.

"And how the hell Jackson found out," Damien mumbled, resting an arm comfortingly around Quinn's shoulders.

Emile flushed bright red, trying to disappear into his sweater again. Remy didn't react much besides a smirk appearing and his cheeks tingeing a slight shade of pink.

"On Emile's birthday," Remy smirked, giving Emile a quick slap to the ass.

"Remy!" Emile shrieked in embarrassment. His blush worsened while Remy just laughed.

"Oh ya love me babes," Remy teased, giving Emile a deep kiss.

"Yeah," Emile mumbled with a little smile. He rested his head on Remy's shoulder.

"You know you're supposed to give people stuff on their birthday, not take things right?" Damien asked Remy in a joking manner.

"Oh my fucking god," Remy burst out laughing.

Everyone else was laughing at Damien's comment. Emile blushed furiously. Patton and Logan just sighed and shook their heads.

"C'mon," Patton sighed. "Lets go."

We all followed him into the parking lot. We were all parking next to each other in the back now. To try and minimize our chances of our cats getting trashed by Jackson.

I had to hobble slowly behind but Roman stayed with me. I hate these damn crutches. I can barely move in them and my shoulders are killing me now.

As we neared our cars, I could here something that sounded like faint crying. I'm pretty sure we all heard it because we all collectively tensed up.

"What's that?" Logan asked. "Everyone is hearing that, correct?"

"Yeah," I mumbled. "What is it?"

The sound seemed to be coming from Damien's car. We all tentatively walked towards his car, my loud crutches not helping.

Sitting on the ground next to Damien's car was a sobbing Evan.

He was curled up, blinking rapidly. His hands were twitching in his lap and every few seconds one of his legs would jerk or twitch.

"Evan?" Quinn said, darting forward. Evan looked up at him.

"I can't stop," Evan mumbled. "It won't stop."

"Did you take your meds today?" Quinn asked, starting to get more freaked out.

Evan shook his head 'no' which resulted in his head jerking sideways randomly. This was freaky to watch.

We all knew Evan had epilepsy. I didn't think it was this bad. And this isn't even an actual seizure.

"Evan!" Quinn chastised. "You know you need to take them."

"I know," Evan sobbed, hiccuping a bit. "Forgot this morning."

"What happened?" Quinn asked gently.

"Locked me in the janitors closet again," Evan whispered. "They kept shoving me around and messing with the light and they kept flickering a flashlight in my face. Ran here, didn't know where else to go."

I saw Damien's jaw clench in anger. We all reacted similarly. Evan doesn't go to our school, but we've all developed a bond to him because of Damien and Quinn.

But distracted by my thoughts, I didn't notice Evan's worsening condition at first. Evan slumped over before he started actually seizing.

Evan's back arched upwards and his eyes rolled backwards. His hands were twitching rapidly, following by more twitches throughout his entire body.

While the rest of us freaked out, Quinn somehow remained calm. He pulled out his phone and started a timer before dropping it on the ground.

Quinn gently turned Evan on his side and put Evan's head in his lap. He kept his eyes on the timer, his gaze growing worried as it reached five minutes.

"Is this not good?" Damien asked, motioning towards the timer.

"He's having a grande mal seizure," Quinn explained. "If it lasts more than five minutes...it could kill him."

But before the timer hit five minutes, Evan seemed to relax. As quickly as it started, Evan completely stilled. He seemed to be asleep before slowly opening his eyes again.

"What?" Even mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

"Can you hear me?" Quinn asked, Evan nodded 'yes'. "Grand mal seizure."

Evan nodded a bit, letting out a long sigh. He was completely still now. Quinn gently ran his hands through Evan's hair.

"Sorry you guys had to see that," Evan said.

"You don't have to apologize for that," Patton told him. "Wanna join us for pizza and movie night?"

"It's a Monday," He mumbled, still a little breathless.

"So?" Remy asked. "You need some time to chill. And you need to tell us the names of these assholes so we can fight them along with Jackson."

"It's fine," Evan mumbled after a little laugh.

Damien walked over and picked Evan up gently, then holding a hand out to Quinn.

"Patton's house?" Damien doubled checked.

"Yep," Patton told him.

"Okay, I'm gonna take Evan back home so he can change out of his uniform. We'll be there soon."  Damien said.

"Wait," Roman said, stoping the three from leaving. "Can Remus come with us?"

"Why?" I asked, surprised.

"He had a date with Issac today," Roman said, using air quotes on the word 'date'. "I'd rather him not spend more time with that douche."

"I don't really care," Patton said with a smile. "The more the merrier!"

"I'm not even sure if he'll show up, so is it okay if I ask?" Roman asked.

We all agreed. I don't think anyone really cared at this point. First the Jackson drama and than Evan having a seizure.

"Okay, meet you all at Patton's," Damien said. We all smiled goodbye and headed to Patton's.