Chapter Three (Rewrite)

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(Roman's POV)
I was worried, I didn't want to admit that because I'm the brave one, the prince destined to find my true partner.

I had the night shift watching Vigil. It had been almost 10 hours and he hasn't woken up. I couldn't wait any longer with no answer, I'm waking him up.

I approached his sleeping body. "Virgil..." I said quietly but he must not have heard me. "Virgil." I said louder. Okay this is a problem. "Virgil?" I repeat, shaking him. He wouldn't wake up. "GUYS...!" I yelled hoping it woke the other two up. They both came out of their rooms at the same time. Logan fixed his glasses while Patton rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong, kiddo?" "Virgil won't wake up!"

After an hour of arguing, Logan spoke up, "I think it's time to call him." "We said we wouldn't." "Well it's getting to bad, we have to." "Doc won't help." "He's a Doctor but for Thomas and us specifically." "We said we wouldn't call him." "Well I am calling him anyway, Virgil is clearly not doing okay so we have to do something and she is our best bet." "Fine but if he's not happy with us I'm not gonna be the one that dies." I turn and sit next to Virgil.

Logan takes his phone and calls Doc. I look at Virgil's almost lifeless body and I felt a tear roll down my face. Kneeling down, I put my head on his chest, hiding in it from the others. I lift my head lightly. "Virgil...I know I teased maybe a little too much but you can't leave me. Not like this."

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