A whole fuckton of angst and mentions of abuse and suicide, don't read if you don't like. I wrote two endings cos the sad one left me in tears and I needed something happier, choose which one you want to read or read them both.  Also so sorry for making Virge an ass, I don't think of him in this way but I wanted to for plot... srry

Logan's pov
I felt the tears slip down my cheeks, Virgil had had another one of his breakouts and Patton had been in the room at the time. He had lashed out and I had walked in to see him punch Patton in the jaw. I had tried to calm the situation down but Virgil had turned on me and punched me repeatedly before I ran to my room, he was still outside, beating on the door in anger. I had to pray to any God that may have existed that he wouldn't get in. He was ramming against the door of my bedroom and I panicked. I grabbed the rope that I had in there, it was sort of like the room of requirement in Harry Potter, outside of our rooms weren't but inside them that's how it was. I stood on my chair, the light above me and a rope in my hands I had two choices. I could really do it or I could pretend to.

Sad ending
I decided to really do it. I put the noose around my neck and kicked the chair. I gasped as the rope suddenly crushed my windpipe. I heard screams echo throughout the mind as my eyes widened and I put a hand to my throat. I felt the world begin to fade around me as I closed my eyes, the door crashed open and Patton's terrified face was the last thing I saw. His arms around me was the last thing I felt. His cries were the last thing I heard. He was the last thing I lost.

Happy ending
I decided to pretend. I put on his old hoodie over the ropes that would support me and tied the fake noose, I put my head through it and tested it quickly before I kicked the chair out from under me. The chair crashed to the floor and I heard screams echo throughout the mind. One right outside my door. Two were further away. I closed my eyes and put one hand to my neck, I would drop it when they got in. The door crashed and I dropped my hand a split second later. I heard a roar of anger and two cries of anguish, someone cut the rope above my head. I dropped to the floor and I felt someone wrap their arms around me. Sobs racked their body and I heard Virgil curse, a loud wail beat the near silence that followed. It was Patton. He was hugging me, I hated pretending to be dead. Then I felt it. Roman checked my pulse.
"He's still alive!"
"He's still... Logan! Don't die on me please!"
"I fucked up, I fucked up so fucking bad! I don't deserve you Logan, if you survive this I won't dare try to be with you..." Virgil's apology made me pluck up the courage to breathe a little deeper. I let my eyes flutter a little. I opened them a crack. I put a hand on his chest.
"Patton, I always expected you to die before me, when did you get here?"
"This is Thomas's mind, Lo"
"Lo? Okay Pat"
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you do this?"
"If what we have is love Virgil, I'm not sure I wanna be loved"
"It wasn't. Nothing about what I did was love, and you began to focus more on your work. I was more at fault but neither of us did the right thing that a couple should do." He began to cry and Roman hugged him. I thought carefully. I picked myself up, Patton helped me to the bathroom. I had to spend three minutes convincing him that I wasn't going to try to kill myself again. I pulled off the rope and Virgil's hoodie. I walked out and gave the hoodie to him. I sighed and sat in Patton's lap, letting him play with my hair as I felt a higher sense of peace with it all.