TW: Swearing. (does that need a TW? Idk.)

*Logan POV*

January 8th. The break is over and we are back in school. I missed this place. It feels a lot better than home, especially now that Christie went back to college. 

The day passes by and before I know it, the final bell rings, and study hall is over.

Once the hallways clear out I make my way to the theater. We have a meeting tonight. I'm halfway there when I feel someone grab my wrist. I turn around. My heart feels like it is sinking. Its Amy.

"Hi, Lo-Lo!" She says brightly.

"Hello, Amy," I say in a monotone voice.

I had almost forgotten how much the sight of her annoys me. She starts to drag me to an empty hallway.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask.

"Somewhere quiet." She says, grinning.

I try to get her to stop dragging me by my wrist, but she has a strong grip.

We stand by the lockers and she starts talking. I listen, and don't try very hard to keep the conversation. I'm late for the meeting. After a bit, she starts to notice I'm not interested in listening to her.

"If you don't want to listen, why are we even together? I love you, Lo-Lo." She says.

If I break up with her my parents said I will be grounded again, and this time banned from all clubs. I still have four months of forensics season left, and I'd rather not miss out on that. So I pull a romantic gesture to keep her happy. I hate every second of it.

*Virgil POV*

"Hey, Logan, we have a rehearsal scheduled for tod-" I trail off.

There, in the middle of the hallway, is Logan and Amy. Amy is holding his face in her hands.

"I love you, Lo-Lo," She says.

Logan doesn't respond, only kisses her.

Logan is faced away from me but Amy sees me. The evil glint in her eyes made me double-back and get out of the hallway. I'll just tell the club that I didn't find him anywhere.

I rush down the hallways, trying to keep the tears from flooding down my face. When I realize I can't, I rush into the bathrooms and let it all out. I don't stay for too long, otherwise, someone might come looking for me. I shakily pull my eyeshadow out from my pocket and reapply it, then take some shaky breaths to calm down.

I look in the mirror. My eyes aren't very red, but I wipe them and push my hair to cover them nonetheless. I don't know what else to do but go back to the theater and pretend nothing is wrong. After all, nothing really is. Logan and I weren't going out, we hadn't even admitted to each other anything. My sweatshirt from him was just something to replace the one I lost, nothing else. The moon charm I gave him definitely was more than just a gift, but I guess he didn't see it that way.

I walk out of the bathroom, sniffling a little and go back to the theater, where the stage crew and a few others are waiting for me. 

"Did you find him?" Patton asks.

I shake my head.

"He might have been in the bathroom, or he forgot," I say.

He seems to be good at that, I think bitterly.

Patton shrugs.

"I guess we can start without him." He turns to the group, "So we decided on New Year's that this year's production would be told story-book style and that it would be about the adventures in a young boy's imagination. Right? Or did we go with the coffee shop barista falling in love with their regular?"

"I believe it was the imagination one," Thomas says.

The others nod in agreement.

"Ok, so we need to get down to business. Auditions are in one week, and we have the budget for at least two sets. We have a lot of scenes-" Patton says.

I start to tune them all out, lost in my own thoughts. Was I really stupid enough to trust him? Yes, I was broken after my break up. Was breaking up with Jan a good idea? Judging from where I am now, I'd say no. I don't know who I can trust at this point. Remus and Jan are probably still together, which makes him an extension of Jan. I can't trust him. Roman and Patton were probably only nice to me because of pity or because Logan told them to. I remember how Roman first acted towards me. I can't trust them.

I hear Patton say something directed towards me.

"Hm?" I ask.

"I said, do you have any objections to this from the sound booth? There's a lot of sound effects in this scene," Patton says.

"Seems fine to me. I can handle it." I say.

A little while later the meeting is done. Patton tries to talk to me on my way out but I ignore him. I go out to my car and drive home. I can sort of drive with the cast on my leg, but I am extra careful and take the emptier roads, which takes twice as long to get home. I feel fury building up inside me as I drive. How could he do this to me?

I return home to a few missed calls from Patton and Roman. I don't bother calling them back or answering their texts.

I lie in my bed, music blasting my ears through my headphones. I use music to block out the world. Music can't hurt or betray me. Music can't stab me in the back and laugh as I bleed. 

I can't decide if I'm furious or heartbroken right now. I think I'm both. I look in the mirror. I see I still have my star earring on. I rip it out, leaving a small bit of blood pooling in my ear. Good, if it scars its a reminder to never trust anyone again. All it will lead me to his heartbreak. I throw the earring on the floor, to be lost in the carpet forever.

*Remus POV*

Today is Monday. Virgil and I planned to hang out after school. I waited outside CherryWood, as he said he had a meeting after school he needed to go to. No big deal, I can wait. And I waited. And waited. And waited some more. 

How long can a meeting take? It has been an hour. I'm on my third stick of mayo-deodorant. After I finish it, I decide to text him and see if he's still there.

Where are you? is the meeting still going I ask

No reply. 

Another half-hour passed and I decide to text Roman. He's probably at the meeting too, so he'll know when it's over.

Hey, how long is that meeting? I ask.

Meeting? You mean the one for theater?

Yeah dipshit, what else?

it was over like an hour ago

....Are you kidding?

no

where's V then? I've been waiting and he hasn't responded to my texts

idk he kinda just stormed out of there, he seemed mad

what did you guys do?

I swear it wasn't me this time. I have no clue what was up with him

I'm going to his place. I will murder whoever did this

That wasn't an empty threat. I am prepared to hurt whoever upset Virgil. 

I get over to his house and knock on his apartment door. He answers.

"What do you want?" He spits.

Wow, harsh much?

"Where were you earlier? We were supposed to hang out!" I say.

"Oh, right. Oh well." He says.

"Are you ok?" I ask.

"Yes. Now go away." He says, looking annoyed.

"No, you are not. What's wrong?"

"I said go away."

"No! I am your friend and you will tell me what's wrong!"

"Friend? Sure. A friend who's still dating my ex, who one of the worst people in the world!"

"Virgil, is that what this is really about? Janus? That slimeball?" I laugh.

Wrong answer.

"I can't believe I trusted you! You garbage rat, probably spying on my for him!" He says.

Before I can deny this, he adds,

"You probably are. A few weeks ago my dad fixed the heater in my car. You were the only other person I told it was broken. A week later, guess what happened to it! It broke again. But that time someone broke it. It was you, wasn't it?"

I take a step back from him. It was not me or J. I never told anyone about it, I never saw a reason to. Virgil looks like he's ready to explode, so I just back away and go down the stairs. Yeah, something bad happened. 

You thought I would be merciful? You thought fluff would last? You thought wrong. There are a lot more road bumps along the ride. In all seriousness though, I do hope you are enjoying reading this. Feel free to leave any thoughts, theories, or feedback in the comments. Have a glorious day/night you magnificent peep!