Virgil opened his eyes as he felt something buzzing in his pocket, his entire body feeling stiff and sticky from laying in his own blood for so long. He managed to shift a hand towards his pocket and grabbed his phone.

He pushed himself up into a sitting position, biting down on his lip to stop himself screaming out in pain, and checked his phone which had now stopped buzzing.

He frowned as he saw loads of missed calls from a withheld number but he ignored that and decided to focus on the bigger issue which was his back.

There was no way he could go back to Roman like this, he needed to clean the blood off himself and change so it didn't seem suspicious.

He desperately wanted to tell Roman that Preston was back but there was no way he'd risk Pattons life. There was no doubt in his mind that Preston would keep his word about killing Patton.

Virgil stood up on shaky legs and only managed a few steps before he collapsed again. He groaned in pain and clenched his teeth. This was going to be harder than he thought.

He didn't trust his body to hold up if he were to stand up again so instead he resigned himself to crawl.

It took a while but eventually he managed to crawl towards the double doors and prop himself up enough to open them.
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Patton was walking down street after empty street, thick fog making it impossible to see a meter in front of him let alone where he was.

"Patton help me." came a voice from within the fog.

Patton whirled around searching for the person who spoke.

"Patton please!" the voice was more panicked now and Patton ran in the direction of where he thought it was coming from.

"Patton! Where are you?!" the voice shrieked and Patton felt tears running down his face as he cried out "I'm here, where are you?"

He suddenly found himself in front of a tall building that loomed out of the fog. He glanced around unsure of where the person was.

"Patton! Why didn't you save me! You were supposed to be a dad and you left me to die!" screamed a voice and Patton looked up to see Virgil at the top of the building.

"Virgil! What are you doing up there? Why don't you come down?" he shouted, his voice shaking with fear.

Virgil shook his head and replied "I'm up here because of you! You failed!"

Virgil suddenly lent forward and plummeted towards the ground and Patton screamed out in despair and sorrow.

"Patton! Patton! Wake up." a familiar voice said frantically and Patton sat bolt upright before dissolving into tears.

"it's all my fault. All my fault." he sobbed, ignoring the panicked Roman stood next to him. "I'm sorry for failing you Virgil." he whispered to himself and curled into a ball, still sobbing while Roman watched helplessly.

Patton eventually calmed down enough to realise where he was. "where's Virgil? Is he OK?" he asked immediately, wanting reassurance after that nightmare.

Roman sighed and looked away as he said "I don't know where Virgil or Logan are but I did hear someone screaming a while ago. I... I've failed. Again."

With that he broke down into tears and Patton gave him a gentle hug, trying not to knock his bandaged arms. "it's not your fault. You haven't failed at all, you were forced into a situation where you couldn't do anything. If anything it's my fault." Patton said in a quiet voice.

Roman opened his mouth to deny it when suddenly he felt his phone vibrating. He reached into his pocket for it then hit himself in the head as he facepalmed. "I am so freaking dumb!" he exclaimed. "I could have phoned or texted Logan and Virgil all this time! Damn it!"

Patton quickly patted his pockets and pulled out his own phone. He read through some unread texts from the previous night and felt tears welling up in his eyes.

Logan might have been drunk but they say a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts. Patton realised he needed more information and said "how about you go look for Virgil and I'll go to Logans room in case Logans there or he returns?"

Roman was reluctant to leave Patton alone but Patton said "please, I need to know Virgil is OK. Go find him."

Roman quickly dashed off and Patton walked towards Logans room, trying not to itch at his arms.

He walked in and immediately approached the desk where stacks of paper and books were piled. Patton disregarded these though as he pulled open the draws and searched inside for the book Logan had texted him about.

He eventually found it and flipped to the centre where a slip of paper was. Patton quickly read the number and put it into Logans computer where it said enter password.

The computer logged him on and he clicked the folder labelled 'I'm sorry'.

Patton started to read through the word documents until he came across one that had him in tears.

*the word document*
Dear whoever I trust enough to share this information with,
I hope you don't judge me too harshly for what I've done and I hope you can understand why I've done the things I've done.

You see it all happened many years ago, Thomas was merely a young thirteen year old at the time and I was still trying to grasp the concept of things like love and affection. I was of no help to Thomas when he wondered about the subject and I was shunted to the back of his mind while the others took the forefront.

I'd never felt so unwanted and unneeded in my life but something went wrong one day, Thomas had a moodswing that the others couldn't control and suddenly a new figure appeared. No one knew who he was or what his job was but they welcomed him with welcome arms while I watched from the background.

This new trait waited until the others had left before approaching me with a friendly smile.

"what's a guy like you doing on your own all the way over here?" he asked and I couldn't hold back a tiny smile as he looked at me with a goofy expression.

I was honest with him and told him how I felt ignored, worthless, useless, like an outcast. He listened to me rant and complain about everything.

After I finished he said the words that would be my doom. "no matter what the others say or do, I will always be here for you. You're definitely useful and I'll make you see that."

It didn't take long until he began twisting Thomas's mind but I didn't notice because I was never needed by the others so stayed in my room most of the time.

One day he knocked on my door and I opened it with a small frown until I realised it was him. He was so nice to me and I got a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever he smiled at me.

I had such a poor understanding of love that I hadn't realised I'd fallen for him until he planted a kiss on my lips. My legs gave out in shock but he caught me and put me on my bed.

I remember giving him a goofy smile as I said "I think I love you."

He didn't respond, he just kissed me again and then left, confusing me even more.

It continued like this for a while until eventually he grew tired of his nice persona and showed his true colours.

I waited eagerly in my room for him but when he came in his face was scary. "what's wrong?" I asked cautiously.

"the others are just being right dickheads." he replied and he shoved me backwards. I let out a noise of surprise as I landed on my bed but he didn't react, he just planted a kiss on my lips as his hands began to wander down.

"what are you doing?" I asked quietly. "I feel like shit and doing this will make me feel better." he said as he began to undo my top button. I pushed his hands away and backed up, now terrified.

"aw please Logan? I thought... I.... I though you said you l.... Love me?" he started to cry and I was confused. I knew people did that sort of stuff together when they were in relationships but I wasnt sure if I wanted to do it. I felt bad about him crying though so I foolishly said "I do love you, you can do whatever you want."

Why I said those words I still don't know but he immediately brightened up and stripped me of all my clothes.

I'm not going to go into detail but I will say I was in agony the whole time and the only person who enjoyed it was him. I felt dirty and ashamed afterwards but he reassured me that it always hurt the first time and that next time it would be fine.

As time went by I became numb to the pain and he didn't like that so he kept finding new ways to hurt me. His favourite way was to burn me with his cigarettes or to punch me while we had sex.

I had no clue what Love was so I thought what he was doing was love and I fell for him so hard that even now I still love him.

Despite what he's done to poor Virgil I still love him. I thought I'd gotten over him but seeing him die in front of me like that made me feel like I'd lost a part of me.

This is why I am leaving this word document. This is my version of a 'note'. If you're reading this that means I have gone through with my plan and I will be joining Preston in the afterlife or whatever is next.

I'm sorry for the pain I've brought on everyone from all the things I've done on his behalf and I'm even more sorry about the memories I've removed. As soon as I die you will get those memories back and you will be able to hate me properly. Again I'm sorry but I can't live without him. I'm in too much pain.

*end of document*

Patton sobbed and sank down into Logans bed. He couldn't believe how oblivious he'd been to Logans feelings. Usually he was able to pick up on everyones feelings but he'd missed the pain and suffering that Logan obviously felt.

He cursed Preston. Even from beyond the grave he was finding new ways to mess things up.

Patton suddenly frowned. How come Logan hadn't known Prestons name until when Patton had killed him?

Patton looked back through the word documents and found a part he'd skipped by accident.

I didn't ask his name to begin with because I didn't think he'd stick with me, then I didn't ask because I was terrified of what he'd do to me.

Patton wiped his eyes and tried not to think the worst. Everything was fine. Everything would be perfectly fine... Right?