It was pouring rain, but Remi sat unmoving on the steps, for once allowing the cold rain seep into his clothes. His hair matted against his face, his shades still discarded on the ground. They were shattered anyways. Rain trickled down his face, causing a shiver when it rolled down his scar.
Tears didn't come. The pain, the emotion was there. But the rain cried for him instead.
He hurt his cousin.
Again.
Was he really this much of a monster? To hurt everyone he cared about? His parents were scared of him. No, are scared of him. They'll never face him again, kicked him out as soon as they had a chance. Virgil was not only scared of him, but mad at himself now too. That never worked out too well for him...
Remi mindlessly picked up his shattered shades, turning them over in his hands. Small, thin bit sharp shards tumbled out. Some cruel and twisted impulse kicked in, forcing him to close his hand tight around the shards, pushing them into his palms.
The rain above him stopped.
"Hey kiddo, you ok out here?" A cheery voice inquired. Remi glanced up. The male above him was wearing a grey kitten themed raincoat with a matching umbrella, sheltering Remi from the rain. Rain trickled down the rim of his glasses now that he was exposed.
"Um-..."
"Oh! Goodness, your hand is bleeding! We can't have that!" The male took Remi's arm, pulling him upright. "I'm sure my roommates won't mind some company for a few minutes." he continued, dragging Remi in tow behind him. The pair got a concerned look once inside the apartment from someone on the couch, hidden away behind a book. Remi looked away, suddenly self conscious with the realization his eyes are completely exposed. Patton rushed off without explanation, leaving Remi in the entryway. The man on the couch put his book down and followed the kind gentleman. Remi was left alone for several minutes, he could hear the two talking in a hushed whisper. Eventually the kind male came back, towels and a first aid kit in his arms, the other lingered from a distance.
"Don't mind him. I'm Patton by the way! That's Logan." Patton nods in Logan's direction, giving him a sweet smile. Patton wraps the towel around Remi, careful not to get the blood from Remi's hand on it.
"I'm... I'm Remi."
"Oh! You're our neighbor, right? I've seen you around and I think Roman mentioned you." Patton exclaimed, then carefully pulled Remi to the couch, coaxing him to sit. Patton set down the first aid kit, grabbing out gauze and disinfectant. Then he took Remi's hand. "Oh golly, that looks pretty bad... but it doesn't seem like anything stuck in it! I've researched a tiny bit, Roman tends to go out on... adventures" Patton managed to catch himself before saying too much. Remi just nodded, careful to keep his eyes hidden and not to make eye contact. Patton ripped open the disinfectant, pulling out the small towelette inside.  "This'll sting quite a bit, sorry" Patton seemed genuinely upset he had to "hurt" Remi. Remi flashed him a meek smile in hopes to cheer him up. As the cold cloth touched his wound, Remi bit back a hiss of pain. Patton murmured a small apology but continued cleaning. Logan still stared down Remi with a questioning gaze.
"Hey Pat? Have you heard from Virgil? He was supposed to be home about now and..." Roman emerged from his room, fiddling with his phone, "he's not answering his phone." Remi flinched, catching Patton's attention for half a second.
"Sorry Roman, I've heard nothing. I'm sure he's just running a lil late, don't fuss too much about it" Patton smiling in hopes to wash away Roman's worries. He now grabbed for the gauze, unwinding it in preparation. Remi stares intensely hoping his reaction wasn't suspicious. What was he supposed to say? Hey, I go to in a fight with your roommate? No. Just keep quiet for a little longer.