Logan carried sleeping Patton into his room and placed him on his bed. He than proceeded to carry Virgil into the guest room and leave him a note. He than came back to his room. Patton had blanket over him so he probably woke up for a moment. Logan looked over at Patton before he grabbed his pajamas and went to change into his private bathroom. He came back in pajamas shorts and shirt with short sleeves. He thought for a moment if he should sleep in the bed with Patton. Would Patton be comfortable with it? Probably... He than crawled onto his bed and under the blanket. Just as he go comfortable Patton proceeded to hug him from his sleep. Logan hugged him back as he fell into the depths of dreamland.

Roman on the other hand was slowly sending people home and now it was only him, Allisa, Dean and Emilie. They were just chatting while Remy was trying to flirt with Emilie. He was good at flirting. Before Emilie decided to flirt back. That fluttered Remy that much he stopped talking while Emilie started laughing. He laughed too while Allisa was throwing daggers with her stare at Dean who was just about to go talk with her. Dean came over to her with a smug smile while Roman was cleaning up in the background.

D: "Hey girl. Are you crofters? Because your my jam."

Allisa would normally laugh at this if it wasn't said by Dean. She could already see through him just like Virgil. It takes a liar, to know a liar.

A: "You have courage if you actually decided to talk to me."

She said in the most blunt tone possible.

D: "What's your name sweetcheaks?"

He said as he put his hands on her hips. Allisa pushed him away so strongly he almost fell.

A: "Don'tchu EVER. Touch me. EVER."

She felt like he was actually forcing himself to flirt with her. Like he didn't actually want to. She looked over to the karaoke. She smirked as she noticed it's still on. She walked over to it. Dean followed her.

A: "You know what? I'm gonna sing ya a song."

D: "Oh my. Song just for me?"

Allisa put on the song 'No'. And she put all her sass into it. Dean had no chance with her. She ended with the same smirk with which she started. Than she looked him dead in the eye and said in a low slow voice.

A: "You're against Virgil, you're against me..."

D: "Oh my. I want to see you try do anything to me."

A: "You want a war? You'll get a WAR."

She had the smugest smile of them all. Than she just out of nowhere fell on the floor. She yelped as Dean confused watched. Roman ran over.

R: "Allisa! Are you okay?  What happened?"

She looked at him with tears in his eyes and said.

A: "D-Dean pushed me!"

R: "Dean what the hell?! Why would you do that?"

D: "I didn't!"

A: "He pushed me because I refused to go on a date with him..."

Tears streaming down her face leaving blue paths colored by her very specific mascara. Roman helped her up and said.

R: "Come on. Sit down on the couch. Did you hit something?"

A: "Yes. My knee. It hurts."

R: "Wait here I'll get you ice pack."

Roman ran of Dean looked surprised at Allisa. Her tears stopped right away and she smiled at him as a pure evil.

A: "This game is a multiplayer darling. You wanted a war. You'll be getting one."

D: "You little bitch..."

Running steps could be heard as Roman ran back. Right before he entered the room Allisa began to cry again.

R: "Please don't cry. Here have the ice pack."

A: "I-I'm sorry. It just hurts a lot..."

Roman looked disappointed at Dean.

R: "I... I think you should leave now..."

He said that when Remy and Emilie were leaving. Remy was telling Emilie a story and Emilie was laughing.

D: "Alright..."

Dean turned around looking sad and left. Allisa stopped crying as she was cooling her knee down with the ice pack.

R: "Do you think you can go home like this?"

Allisa looked around.

A: "Remy was supposed to take me home... I'm scared to go alone..."

R: "Why?"

A: "There was in the news that somewhere around here is rapist on the run... Could I stay over night?"

R: "Of course! If something happened to you... I wouldn't forgive myself."

They both smiles at each other.

R: "I'll check the guest rooms. Wait here."

A: "Alright."

Roman walked away as Allisa waited.

After few minutes Roman came back.

R: "Can you walk?"

A: "I... Think so."

She got up a stood in front of him.

R: "Great. Let's go. Follow me."

She nodded and followed Roman to a guest room.

A: "Thank you Roman."

R: "No problem. Sleep tight."

A: "You too."

Roman left Allisa to get comfortable in the guest room. She went to sleep and Roman went to his room and layed on the bed staring at the ceiling. He was feeling so strange. He felt sorry for Dean. But he also felt sorry for Virgil.

R: "Oh god... What have I got myself into..."

He rubbed his face with both his hands. Than he took a pillow and screamed into it out of pure frustration. Than he rolled over at his belly letting go of his pillow. He than got up, changed into a pajamas and went back into his bed falling back to the land of dreams where he had a little bit of peace in his mind.

Virgil woke up in a unfamiliar bed. All about this room was unfamiliar. Was he that drunk? No. He was in a fancy room, in a king sized bed. With the most amazing sheets. Is this a guest room in Roman's and Logan's home? It definitely is... He got up and saw that in a small table in the corner of the room was a paper. He came over to the table and read what was written on the paper.

Virgil. Because you fell asleep on the worst possible place for your healthy sleep I moved you to guess room bed. I shall come knocking on the door on 9 am if you are afraid to explore the house. - Logan

Virgil slightly nodded to himself. He looked at his phone. It's 7:48. He didn't want to wait. He looked around the room. There were doors from his room. He peaked through. It was a bathroom. A very fancy one. He walked in and looked around. There were towels, a new toothbrush, shower gel, shampoo, make-up removal... He looked into the mirror. The rest of his make-up was barely on.  He removed it and looked into the mirror. He pushed his hair behind his ear and stared into his eyes. He could hear Dean's words in his head 'you're a monster'

V: "Am I...?"

Those hurtful words... Why we're they still tormenting him? What did he ever do to deserve life like this? His eyes stared back at him as he took of his black cardigan or whatever he should call it. He took of his suspensors and looked in the mirror once more. His hair was a brown purple slightly curled mess. He looked away from the mirror and took of the rest of his clothing. He sat into the bathtub running himself a warm bath. He sat there hugging his knees to avoid looking at the scars life left him with. He found a slight melody in the sound of water and began to hum it before he started singing about his pain. Slowly. Picking words that could express his regret, his sorrow, his misery. He then stopped the water but he still hummed the melody to himself when he began to wash his hair. When he was done with his hair he just sat there looking at his arms. In the end he always end up staring. Just like all his old classmates did when he tossed his jacket of after he realized Dean put a snake in his hood. Everyone stared.

V: "It's his fault... Not mine... He did this to me... He pushed me too far..."

Virgil said to himself as he ran his hand over one round scar on his belly. Dean kicked him when he was down after the death if his mother. Last family member. And he kept on kicking him ever since...

He got out of the bathtub and dried himself. He put a bathrobe on and looked at his phone. It was 9:30! God dammit how long was he taking?! He took his clothes and walked back into the bedroom. There was some fresh clothes with a note.

Roman thought you might like something more comfortable than clothes you had for party. He found some clothes that is already too small for him. Patton said it should fit. Dining room is down the hall and down the stairs. - Logan

Virgil looked at the clothes. Black sweatpants, clean underwear, socks and Virgil's nightmare. A t-shirt with short sleeves. It didn't help it was black. It had short sleeves.

Virgil had no choice. The turtleneck from yesterday was dirty. He put on Roman's old clothes. It really did fit. He felt embarrassed and concerned about the fact that Patton remembered even his underwear size.  He than put over the t-shirt his black cardigan and walked down the hall and the stairs. His hair was still drying and he was trying his best to hide his eye. He walked into the big room with a long table. At the end was sitting Logan in the head of the table as the oldest one of them all. On his right was Patton talking about something. Probably about the puppy their neighbor had. On his left was Roman keeping space between him and Logan. Virgil was standing there before Logan noticed him and gestured to him to come over.

Virgil slightly hesitated. He looked around the room. One whole wall was covered by big windows. So the whole room was filled with the day light. The ceiling was pretty tall. He hesitantly Wales to the Logans right side and sat next to Patton. He passed with his glance over Roman who looked like a beaten dog. He avoided eye contact and looked like he felt guilty. There was some food on the table. Virgil served himself something and began to eat. It was clear that the others already finished breakfast. He quickly ate his food and just listened to Patton. He started wandering around the room with his eyes. Counting repeating motives. 4 portraits, 38 decorative gold leafs, 12 decorative gold flowers...

Before he realized it Logan was looking at his face. Why? Virgil realized. He pushed his hair behind his ear while counting. Logan didn't really looked angry or hateful. But his emotionless face was somehow worrying him. Logan that slightly smiled and looked back at Patton. No reaction except a smile? That's new... He kept his hair off his face. The house was excluding them empty. Virgil took out his phone to check his blog. Chatting with people.

Before he knew it,  Logan and Patton were both gone. How long was he on his phone? Roman was still sitting in front of him. He glanced over Roman that was now looking at him.

R: "Virgil I-"

V: "Stop..."

R: "Let me please apologize."

V: "Stop... I don't need your pity, I don't need apologies that are only tricks. I had enough of these..."

R: "Virgil I mean it. I'm sorry. I don't expect you to forgive me that I yelled. Just please don't hate me..."

V: "I don't hate you."

R: "Really?"

V: "You didn't do anything bad... If someone would yell at Patton I'd yell back at them too. I'm just emotionally drained right now..."

R: "I'm sorry..."

V: "Don't apologize. I forgave you when you did it."

R: "Wanna... See my musical merchandise collection?"

V: "Hell yes."

Virgil smiled at Roman. Roman smiled back at him as he got up and gestured at Virgil to follow him. Virgil was getting up when he felt something holding his cardigan on place as it slide off his shoulders. He yelped scared and panicking.

V: "DON'T LOOK I'M OKAY JUST GOT STUCK A BIT!"

That was too late. Roman already turned to face him. His eyes filled with fear, worry, sorrow and a slight anger. Virgil unstuck his cardigan and began to put it back on to cover his self harm scars when he noticed Roman was looking at him.

V: "I-I can e-explain-"

R: "Virgil... Why?"

Hello guys, gulls and non binary pals! Yup I will give you a lot of pain and angst. Be prepared because this story will be "lit". Poor Virgil. Poor everyone. Well. See you later my fabulous readers!