Memories Best Left Forgotten
Trigger Warning: I think it's probably a good idea to just assume every chapter will contain some sort of mention of torture or blood or something. This whole story has a trigger warning.
Logan jumped at the loud noise of something shattering and quickly decided he needed to restore the memories. He pushed himself to his feet, picked up the box and made his way to the memory library.
He quickly located the memory books he needed and started the process of sorting out where each memory belonged.
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Patton was jolted awake by a loud noise and noticed he was alone in his room. He shook off his exhaustion and ran out of his room, calling for Logan.
He turned a corner and was suddenly hit by a large amount of horrific memories. Every single one involved Preston and a terrifying amount of blood.
Patton realised that he was suddenly gaining back all the memories Logan must have destroyed and he was engulfed by dread as he remembered what kind of situation was required for the memories to suddenly return.
He vaguely perceived his legs folding beneath him and his back thumping against the wall as his mind struggled to deal with the knowledge Logan could be dead.
Everything suddenly seemed to drop in temperature until Patton felt like he was being buffeted by a glacial wind and his chest ached dreadfully.
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Roman sat dejected on his bed, trying to think of a way out. The way Virgil had hung up had freaked him out and he was convinced something was going to go wrong.
His instincts had rarely been wrong so he had tried to call both Logan and Patton to warn them and try and see if they could help with his predicament but neither had picked up.
He suddenly got an idea and closed his eyes, focusing as hard as he could.
After a while the object he'd been focusing on appeared out of midair and fell to the floor with a loud bang.
Romans eyes shot open but grabbed his head with a groan. There was a reason he never tried to create huge stuff away from the imagination forest and even then he usually got pretty tired and bleh feeling.
After fighting off the dizzy sick feeling Roman got off his bed and picked up the heavy sledge hammer he'd brought into existence.
His logic was that he was in his room still, so though the door had seemingly disappeared or turned to stone, it was still in the same place so all he had to do was get rid of the wall.
He turned to face the place where his door used to be and swung the hammer back, ready to start breaking down the wall but suddenly everything blurred and images began flashing before his eyes making him drop the hammer.
Flashes of Preston laughing, Logan chanting apologies as he hovered above him and in one instance Logan shouting and swearing at him.
Roman clutched his head and fell to his knees at the sudden influx of information and memories.
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Logan gulped as he put back the last page and suddenly the whole room shook and the books went flying back to their places.
Logan sank to the floor shaking as the gravity of what he'd just done hit him.
Now Patton and Roman would remember everything both he and Preston had done.
He shuddered as one of his worst memories came to mind. He'd tried to remove it from his memory book as well but Preston had made it clear he couldn't so it haunted him every single day.
*flashback*
Logan was sitting on his bed with tears running down his face as he began to slowly heal the enormous bruise around his neck from where Preston had strangled him.
He knew it was his own fault for denying Preston when he wanted to 'have fun' so he shouldn't be feeling so sorry for himself but he couldn't help it.
He'd just managed to make the bruise look like it had happened a few days prior rather than the couple of hours it had really been when suddenly his door burst open.
Logan flinched violently and let out a small cry of fear as he cowered, expecting some kind of physical blow but nothing came.
He risked a glance at the door and saw Roman staring at him in astonishment.
He felt the familiar feeling of shame creeping up and his face began to heat up. "What did you want?" he asked in a croaky voice that all but screamed that he'd been crying.
Roman opened and shut his mouth for a few seconds before blurting out "I came to see if you'd finished writing up tomorrow's plans."
Logan managed to compose himself slightly and leant over to his bedside table where a notebook sat.
"It's in here." Logan stated, unable to hold back a wince of pain as he handed the book to Roman.
Roman took the book but lingered in the door, his eyes drifting over the bruising around Logans throat and the hand like marks on his arm. "What happened to you?" he asked, unable to conceal his curiosity.
Logan glared and muttered "That's none of your business." in his head he could almost hear Preston laughing at Romans poor attempt at prying information from him. He wasn't stupid, there was no way he'd share something like that with a person who liked to throw everything back in his face like he was worthless.
Roman didn't seem to get the hint because he said "well it kind of is my business if you look like you've been attacked."
Logan grit his teeth and growled out "Just take the damn book and go back to what ever stupid activity you were doing."
Romans infamous temper flared up at that and he replied "Alright fine I'll just go now so you can get back to whatever kinky sex you were up to. That's probably why you don't want to tell me why you're all bruised, you don't want people knowing you like being treated like some kind of cheap whore."
Logans jaw dropped at that and suddenly a white hot anger filled his veins. He let out a primal scream and tackled Roman to the floor, effing and blinding the whole time.
He started landing punch after punch on Roman, barely noticing when Preston walked in.
"Fucking hell Logan, you could give me a run for my money." Preston said in a low voice, his eyes glinting with lust.
Logan stopped punching Roman and stood up, panting but still enraged. He looked down at Roman, who's face was swollen and bloody, and felt a sick sense of satisfaction.
"next time I tell you to piss off you better fucking do it! " Logan snarled, feeling Preston standing beside him now.
Roman looked between the two of them with what could have been fear on his face but it was difficult to tell due to the swelling.
"I enjoyed watching you beat his face in but you're going to have to clean up after yourself. Can't have papa bear finding out now can we?" Preston said running a finger down Logans jaw line.
Logan scowled at that and Preston laughed "if it pisses you off that much you could always take it out on him before you have to clean up."
Prestons voice was so convincing as he egged him on and Logan couldn't help but remember all the things Roman had said about him.
In the end Logan caved in and took a step back towards Roman.
Preston smirked and fished in his pocket before pulling out his knife. "You can use this as long as you make it messy." he said in almost a purr as he imagined all the different ways Logan could inflict pain with it.
Logan hesitated slightly before grabbing the knife, his eyes flicking from Preston to Roman and back again.
He was still so angry about what Roman had said that he wanted to do it but another part of him was disgusted at how he was acting. The fact that Preston approved was a pro and a con.
On one hand Preston was pleased with him, meaning less chance of being hurt but on the other Preston was pleased with him for acting like Preston himself would. He didn't want to get hurt but he didn't want to stoop to that level.
In the end self preservation won and he dug the blade into Romans shoulder, cringing slightly at the scream while Preston cackled with glee.
*end of flashback*
Logan could never rid himself of the absolute disgust and hatred he felt towards himself for doing something like that.
He wished many times that he could go back and stop himself from doing it but that wasn't possible so he had to live with the guilt and self-loathing.
The worst part about that moment was that as soon as Roman had passed out, Preston had shoved him against the wall and accused him of being a tease who needed to follow through.
Logan remembered how he tried to argue that Roman was in the room so it was a bad idea but Preston had waved that off by saying Roman was in no fit state to run away or do anything.
Logan trembled as he thought of how he had to pull out a memory from Romans book that showed he had woken up partway through and now he would remember.
He felt his stomach lurch at that and he closed his eyes, trying to push away all the things he was sure Roman would say to him.
Well there's a little insight into some of the stuff that happened last time Preston was around and Logan seems to have chosen the best and worse time to return the memories. :P
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