A/N —— I have decided to just keep adding chapters to this book. It seems like all you guys would prefer for me to just keep writing this instead of a sequel. So here's the next chapter!

Virgil POV

Something feels wrong.

I can't place what. Something just feel wrong. My body feels wrong. My chest hurts so fucking much, at least it's been reduced to a dull pain now. Maybe it's just my anxiety acting up.

It kinda feels like a cackle of electricity in the air. It makes me uneasy, though I know it's nothing. Again, it's probably just my anxiety making me uncomfortable about what happened last night.

I made such a fool of myself last night. Panicking and screaming like that. I bothered everyone. Woke everyone up.

I can barely open my eyes. I can't keep them open. It hurts. Everything hurts.

I'm in Roman's room. I can feel him pressed up against my side.  He feels warm.  I like having Roman there.  It keeps my grounded, keeps me distracted from the pain.

I open my eyes and look up at the ceiling.  God my chest fucking hurts.

"Roman." I mumbled. Almost instantly, Roman jerked upwards.

"What?! I'm up I'm up! What's wrong?" He shouted, still half asleep.

"Nothing's wrong." I told him.  I laughed a little but it just ended in a cough. 

"Are you okay?"  He asked, leaning on his side.  He looked down at me, still rubbing sleep from his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm just hungry." I told him. "And my chest's starting to hurt again."

"I'll get you some more painkillers from Logan," Roman said, getting out of the bed. "And I'll grab you something from the kitchen. Patton's been baking a lot in your absence."

I nodded and smiled lightly. I wanted him to come back to bed and just hold me until I felt better again, but I wanted food just a little more.

Roman POV

I knocked on Patton's door, knowing full well that the nerd had slept here overnight.

"Come in." Came Logan's voice. I pushed open the door and nearly squealed at the sight.

Logan was lying on Patton's bed. Patton had seemed to latch onto Logan, hugging him almost Koala like.

"Be quite," Logan told me. "If you wake Patton up I will personally see to your death."

"Figuratively right?" I asked in a joking manner. Logan raised an eyebrow and glared at me.

"Don't test me on how much I'd be willing to do for Patton's happiness." He said lowly.

"Oh okay." I said awkwardly, my eyes widening in fear. I didn't know Logan cared that much about Patton. "So...Virgil needs more painkillers."

"They are in the hall bathroom." Logan told me.

"Thanks Logan." I said, turning to leave.

"Wait." Logan said. "Patton informed me that he invited Remy and Picani over for dinner and to see Virgil."

"Okay, thanks for the warning," I said. "I'll talk to Virgil about it."

"Also, if you were planning on getting a breakfast of sorts for Virgil, I would refrain from doing so." Logan advised. "Considering he hasn't had a proper meal in a while, he needs to ease back into eating slowly. Also Patton informed me he wanted to make breakfast for all of us. A big family breakfast all together again, as he put it."

"That's sounds amazing!" I said, unable to keep the loud excitement from my voice.

Patton sighed and moved around bit. But he settled back down, now holding tightly to Logan's arm. Logan looked softly at Patton with a loving look before shooting me a glare.

"I said, don't wake Patton up." Logan growled.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'll be on my way." I told them. "I bid thee adiue."

"I will see you later than Roman." Logan said, looking at Patton instead of me. I swear, these two are way too cute together.

I headed out of the room, shutting the door behind me. I reached the bathroom and looked around for the painkillers. I grabbed the bottle and quickly headed back to Virgil. 

-•-

Virgil POV

I feel utterly bored.  I'm sitting at the kitchen table, doing nothing.  There's still a dull aching pain in my chest, so I can't really move anywhere without being immense pain.

Patton and Emile are cooking a big dinner for all of us.  They are also teaching, well trying to at least, Doubt and Logan to cook.  It isn't going to well. 

Roman, Deceit, Remy, and I are just sitting at the table. Deceit and Remy we're discussing something along the lines of coffee. Roman was mostly silent, only adding in spare commentary every now and than. I was silent.

Emile and Remy were very happy to see me when they arrived earlier in the afternoon. Emile had also asked all of us to call him Emile. He thought Picani was too formal since we're all friends.

"Alrighty!" Said Patton, getting all our attention. "Whose ready for dinner?"

"Abso-freaking-lutely." Answered Remy. Patton and Emile worked on setting all the food on the table. We were having spaghetti, garlic bread, and salad.

Roman was at one head of the table, I was next to him. Patton sat down at the other head of the table with Logan sitting next to him. Doubt and Deceit were sitting next to me. Remy and Emile were sitting next to Logan.

Everyone started eating right away.  Except me and Patton.  I was eating slowly, still getting used to eating normally again.  I'm not sure why Patton's not eating.  I watch as Logan keeps nudging him, motioning for him to eat. 

I hope Patton hasn't been starving himself while I was gone...

Roman stood up and heading to the kitchen. When he came back, he was carrying a beer can. What the hell?! When did he start drinking beer?!

"Why'd you get that?" I couldn't keep myself from asking.

"Let's just say I drank a lot while you were gone and it's kinda hard to stop." Roman answered, taking a big sip of the beer. 

"You shouldn't be doing that."  I told him sternly.  "It's gonna start hurting Thomas if you keep this up." 

"I have it under control Virge, don't worry."  Roman told me.  Did he really just tell me not to worry?

"Roman, I am the literally embodiment of anxiety,"  I said, unable to keep the anger out of my voice.  "I'm not going to stop worrying." 

Roman sighed and took another big sip of beer.  He glared at me while doing so. 

"Kiddos, stop fighting."  Patton said in his Dad voice.  "Roman please put the beer away."  I hadn't noticed that everyone had stopped eating and were staring at us. 

"Don't tell me what to do Patton,"  Roman sighed.  "Your not my dad."  I watched as Logan bit his lip, obviously trying to keep back a retort to defend Patton.

"Yeah, well I'm your boyfriend," I told him with a glare. "So put the damn beer away."

"You don't control me."  Roman said while rolling his eyes. 

"If you drank as some sort of coping mechanism, that's fine.  But I'm back now, so it's time to stop."  I said, taking the beer from him.  I stood up and walked into the kitchen. 

I dropped the beer into the trash.  An odd feeling came over me.  My chest tightened like a panic attack and I felt a little dizzy. 

I turned around.  Remus was right there.  With a huge evil grin on his face.

I screamed, falling backwards.  I hit the cabinets behind me, groaning as pain shot through my back. 

I looked up, but instead of Remus, Roman was standing there with a confused expression on his face.  My chest was heaving in shock and fear.  I couldn't comprehend what just happened. 

"Virgil are you okay?"  Patton asked, coming up behind Roman. 

Roman walked over to me, to help me up.  My body tensed up involuntarily. 

"Don't fucking touch me."  I hissed at him, shoving him away from me.  Roman's shocked and concerned expression quickly turned to anger. 

"I'm just trying help."  He said with a glare.

"I don't want your help." I told him.

"Why are you being so difficult?" Roman asked with a sigh.

"Why am I being so difficult?!" I yelled, standing up. I pointed an accusing finger at Roman. "Your the one who won't stop drinking!"

"I'm not the only one with self destructive tendencies!" Roman yelled back. "I don't harp on you about all your issues."

"Because I've been gone for over a month." I said lowly. "Me being gone is not a excuse to get drunk all the time."

"Yeah, it kinda it.  It made me feel better." 

"How many days were you drunk than?"

Roman looked down at his feet in embarrassment. Anger was welling up inside me.

"How many times?" I hissed.

"Why do you care so much?!" Roman yelled, finding his confidence.

"I'm your boyfriend!"

"So?!"

"Am I not allowed to be worried about you?!"

"No! Just calm down! Stop being anxiety for one fucking second and stop worry about me!" He screamed, causing me to flinch.

"I can't help it!" I screamed back.

"Try!"

Roman kept yelling at me, but suddenly I couldn't hear anything. Roman kept glitching out in front of me, Remus appearing in his place. Images of what Remus did to me flashed in my mind.

"JUST SHUT UP!" I screamed at him, trying to cover my ears with my hands. "Stop yelling at me!" I tried to shut my eyes and cover my ears, but I couldn't stop seeing those memories.

Roman just reminds me too much of Remus. I hadn't realized I was shaking. When I opened my eyes again, Roman had a concerned look on his face.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"You." I mumbled.

"What did I ever do?!"

"Your too much like Remus!" I yelled at him. "Just please stop yelling." I mumbled the last part. 

"I'm nothing like Remus!" Roman yelled, placing an hand on his chest in an offended manor.

"You. Are. His. Brother!" I screamed. "You two are alike in a lot of ways! You remind me of him!"

"Why is that so bothering?! He's gone now."

"You know what he did to me!" I said angrily.

"I would never do something like that!" Roman said, obviously offended.

"Please just stop yelling."  I begged, feeling a panic attack starting.   My throat started to close up. 

"Oh, Virgil, I'm sorry."  Roman said softly, starting to realize that I was going to panic.  "I didn't mean to yell at you." 

He reached out to grab my arm, probably to comfort me. But I only saw Remus trying to touch me again.  I reacted before I could think.

I slapped him. Hard. Right across the face. A read handprint was on his cheek now.

I heard people let out gasps. I had forgotten everyone was still here. Roman had a look of shock on his face as he reached his hand up to touch the mark.

Oh god what have I done?

I bolted.

I ran up the stairs. As fast as I could. Tears were flowing down my cheeks. I fucked up everything. I've officially ruined our relationship. He probably hates me now. Oh my god what have I done.

I ran into my room, slamming the door behind me. Why did I have to compare him to Remus?! Why did I have to slap him?! Why do I only see Remus when I look at him?!

I fell down to the ground, shaking horribly. What have I done?! Roman must hate me now. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have gotten so angry that he was drinking.

My thoughts were racing a mile a minute. I could barely comprehend what I had done. Only images of Remus and slapping Roman went through my head. But than one clear thought made me freeze.

Hello V-Virgil,

did y-you miss m-m-me?