Deceit POV

"Quinn."  I repeated.  I liked how his name rolled off my tongue.  I liked it better than calling him Doubt. 

Quinn shrunk into himself, wrapping his arms around his chest in self doubt. 

"I love it."  I breathed out.  "It's beautiful...just like you." 

Quinn blushed heavily, hiding his face in his hands.  He was laughing gently. 

"Quinn."  I mumbled again.  I really really love his name.  It sounded beautiful. 

"I love you Quinn."  I told him.  He looked up at me, shock and happiness evident on his face. 

"I love you too Dee."  He told me with a sheepish grin.  "I like hearing you say my name." 

"Why's that?" 

"I'm not sure...it just sounds right." He mumbled, mostly to himself. "It sounds better...not clunky and deprecating like Doubt."

"It's a beautiful name." I told him, pressing kisses all over his head.

"Do you really think so?" He asked, obviously still a little doubtful.

"Of course. Quinn is a beautiful name. It's different...it's unique...I like that."

Quinn started smiling. A big happy smile. My heart swelled with love at seeing him to happy.

I kissed him needily, lacing one of my hands into his hair. I felt Quinn smirk into the kiss. I placed my other hand on his hip.

I pulled him down further, snaking my hand down from his head and over his back. I ran my tongue over his lips, asking for entrance. He instantly let me take control as we made out.

"Ya know what else we haven't done in a while..." Quinn mumbled into the kiss with a small laugh. I pulled away, a little out of breath from the make out session.

"I don't know baby" I mumbled back, even though I knew exactly what he was implying. "Tell me what you want."

Quinn whined, moving his hips a bit to get some friction. I knew what he wanted, but he'd have to admit it before he got anything. And he knew I'd make him beg for it. 

I flipped us over so I was on top. I kissed him roughly, before trailing kisses down to his neck. I sucked on his neck, leaving hickeys in just the right places that I knew would drive him crazy.

Quinn was letting out breathy moans beneath me, making me smirk. He was already a moaning squirming mess underneath me and we were just getting started.

His hands started playing with the bottom of my shirt, trying to push it up. He whined again when I pushed his hands away.

"Tell me what you want." I whispered into his ear, making him whimper.

"Dee..." He whined. "Please...I want you...please...need you now..."

"Of course baby." I told him, pressing gentle kisses on his lips. I started on getting the two of us undressed. 

Well...we all know what happens now.

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Roman POV
I woke to screaming.

I jumped upwards, my eyes flying open. I looked around, shocked to see I was in my own room instead of Virgil's.  It was still dark outside.

The screaming was coming from Virgil. I turned on the light, fear coursing through me when I saw Virgil. He was writhing around the bed and his face was scrunched up in pain and fear.

"Virgil what's wrong?" I asked, fear filling me. His eyes were wide open, his fingers digging into the bed sheets. Tears streamed down his cheek, his mouth was open in a silent scream.

Is this a panic attack? Is he in pain from the cut? What's happening?!

"Virgil!" I yelled, panic coursing through me. I tried to hold Virgil's hand but he flinched away from me. He looked at me and instantly burst into tears.

"Roman...it's hurts...it hurts so much...oh god...
it hurts...please...please make it go away." He begged, sobbing horribly. He screamed again, his back arching in pain.  "Roman...please...
help me...make it go away...it hurts..."

I hate seeing him like this but I don't know what to do.  I wish I could take the pain away from him. 

"I don't know what to do..." I mumbled. I pushed the covers away from us and knelt next to him. I don't know what to do.

"Please!" He screamed, shaking horribly.

"It's okay...your gonna be okay." I told him, gently brushing his hair out of his face. His face was twisting in pain, tears flowing freely down his face.

"It hurts...make it go away...Roman..." He mumbled. He ended in another scream. I needed help. I don't know what to do to make Virgil better.

"LOGAN!" I screamed, turning towards the door. "PATTON! HELP!" I felt Virgil grab my hand.

I turned back towards him, barely even registering that I was crying. I held his hand tightly, cupping his face in my other hand.

"It's okay V...I'm right here...your gonna be okay Virgil..." I promised him. I heard someone knocking on my door. Virgil jumped, still crying out to me to make the pain go away.

"Come in!" I yelled to whoever it was.

"What's going on kiddo?" I heard a sleepy Patton say from the door.

"Somethings wrong with-" I started to say but was cut off by another scream from Virgil.

"Oh my FUCKING GOD IT HURTS!" Screeched Virgil, arching his back again. He fell back into the bed, sobbing and gasping.

He gave me a look that made my heart break. He looked so scared and in so much pain.

"Please make it go away...." He begged again. "Oh god it hurts...Roman...please...it's too much...make it go away...ROMAN!"  He screamed the last part as his body convulsed in pain. The knuckles on his hand were turning white from how tightly he was holding onto me.

"When did this start?" Asked Logan. I looked up to see him at the side of the bed next to Virgil. Patton was clinging to Logan's arm.

"Maybe a minute ago, the screaming woke me up." I told him, trying to remember as best I could. 

They were both in pajamas. Logan looked frustrated from being woken up but I could see obvious concern in his eyes. Patton looked fearfully at Virgil, tears in his eyes.

Than I saw the all too familiar bandages wrapped around Patton's wrist. Oh Patt no...

Virgil screamed again, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What's wrong with him?!" I asked Logan.

"I'm not sure..." He mumbled. "He's either going through some kind of PTSD triggered panic attack.  Or the pain from the cut has become unbearable for him.  Virgil, can you tell us what hurts?"

"Fucking everything..." He sobbed. He grimaced and bit his lip, trying to hold back another scream. Virgil turned and curled up on the bed.

"You're going to have to be more specific if you want help." Logan said. Virgil whimpered, he looked like he was starting to hyperventilate.

"Stop Logan you scaring him." Patton said. He sat down next to Virgil on the bed and gently rubbed his back.

"Virge...can you hear me?" Patton asked gently. Virgil nodded.

"Can you tell me what hurts?" He asked. Virgil didn't say anything or move. For a second I was scared he had passed out, but Virgil started moving again.

"It hurts..." Virgil mumbled, pointing at his chest. Patton nodded and continued to rub Virgil's back. "Please make it go away...it hurts...it's too much...Patton please..."

"You're gonna be okay kiddo, I'm right here. None of us are going anywhere. You're safe. You're home. I need you to cooperate so that we can help you feel better." Patton said gently, slowly coaxing Virgil back into laying on his back.

"What's going on?" Asked a groggy voice from the doorway. I turned to see Deceit standing there, concern written on his face. Doubt was peering over his shoulder in fear.

"Virgil seems to be in extreme pain from the cut on his chest. We are attempting to calm him down so he can take more painkillers." Logan explained.

"Dee?" Virgil whimpered. "Dee is that you?"

"Yes Virgil, it's me. Your okay. Logan, Patton and Roman are gonna help you." Deceit told him. 

I couldn't help but feel a twinge if jealousy somewhere deep down inside me.  Why is Virgil turning towards Deceit for comfort?  But why does that bother me so much?  Deceit has a boyfriend anyways. 

I moved closer to Virgil and tightened my grip on his hand.  Virgil looked back at me.  His eyes were still wide in fear and pain. 

"Deceit's right."  I told him.  "You're gonna be okay.  We're gonna make sure you get better."  Virgil slowly nodded. 

Logan handed Virgil a cup that had two tiny white painkillers in it.  I helped Virgil sit up so he could take them.  He quickly dry swallowed the pills, even though Logan told him to take them with water. 

He collapsed back to the bed, closing his eyes.  He curled around my leg, holding tightly to my hand.  

"What time is it?"  I asked. 

"4:48 am."  Logan answered with a sigh. 

"I'm sorry."  Virgil mumbled, ending in a sob. 

"It's not your fault."  I told him, gently running my fingers through his hair to calm him. "You can't help it.  No one is angry with you for waking them up."  I glared at the other four to make myself clear. 

"He's probably going to very 'out of it', so to say, now,"  Logan told me.  "Make sure he goes back to sleep, otherwise the pain will just get worse." 

"I'll watch over him,"  I told them, gently stroking Virgil's hair.  "You guys get some sleep." 

"Call us if you need anything kiddo."  Patton said, wiping his tears away.  He flashed me a warm smile before grabbing Logan's hand.  The two headed back to Patton's room. 

"Thanks for saving him."  I said to Deceit.  "I don't think the rest of us would have the guts to go to that dreadful place, fight off Remus and Ignorance, and save Virgil." 

"Least I could do."  He mumbled.  "I started this mess, I gotta fix it." 

"Stop blaming yourself."  Doubt whispered.  He most likely didn't intend for me to overhear. 

"Doubt's right,"  I said, turning to face them.  "You're no more at fault than we are for not noticing or doing anything sooner." 

"Maybe,"  Deceit agreed.  "I still let Corruption use me." 

"Yeah and now he's gone."  I said sternly.  "So stop blaming yourself, the past is in the past." 

"Was the reference on purpose,"  Deceit laughed.  "Or does it just happen naturally for you."  That earned a giggle from Doubt and I. 

"A little bit of both."  I laughed gently.  "You two should get some sleep, I'll watch over Virgil." 

"I guess your right."  Deceit grumbled before turning to Doubt .  "C'mon honey lets go." 

"Goodnight!"  Doubt chirped before pulling Deceit out of the room.  I smiled and waved goodbye before turning back to Virgil. 

Virgil was still curled around my leg, his fingers playing with the hem.  His face was still scrunched up a bit in pain but otherwise he seemed to be calming down.  He was twitching but at least he wasn't letting out bloody murder screams now. 

"Feeling better now?"  I asked softly. 

"It still hurts...but not as much..."  Virgil breathed.  I rubbed his back gently. 

"See, you're gonna be okay."  I told him with a smile.  "We're all gonna make sure you get better and than we'll be one big happy family." 

"Really?" 

"Yep, all of us."  I said, just rambling at this point as a way to distract Virgil from the pain until the painkillers kicked in.  "Me, Patton, Logan, Deceit, Doubt, Remy, and Picani.  We're all here for you.  We're all gonna make sure that you get better now."

"I love you Roman."

"I love you too Virgil."

A/N YOU GOTTA READ THIS IF YOU WANT MORE OF THIS BOOK

I need to know, like right now, if you guys would rather me do a sequel to this book or just keep on adding chapters to this book until it's like some 80 chapter long book, i can't make up my mind in what to do

Just quick fyi before you decide, if I do a sequel it will probably be a while before I start publishing it, whereas it would still be the same uploading schedule if I just kept adding to this book

I NEED TO KNOW LIKE NOW BEFORE I START WRITING AGAIN!  THANKS!! <3