Missing not Gone

Part one

Janus POV

Roman was perfect. Everyone loved him.
Even I did. Well I still do. But I shouldn't. Because that's grieving.

Roman went missing 2 years ago. Everyone has gotten over it. I don't believe he's gone. Roman doesn't just disappear. Not out of thin air.

4 months ago his parents said they figured out what happened to him, a car crash. They found his car, burned. They never found his body, they said it was so badly burned that they couldn't recover it. So we buried an empty casket.

I know he isn't dead. I know something happened to him. Everyone calls me crazy, and sure, maybe I am. But I know Roman isn't dead. I know something happened to him and his parents had something to do with it. I just have to figure out what.

I tried talking to his brothers. Percy refused to speak with me. Which made sense, we never got along.

I didn't have time to talk to Remus. He left the country. Started a new life somewhere else. I guess he couldn't deal with the loss of his twin brother.

These last few months, I've been staying with my friend Virgil, and his husband Logan. They're the best friends I could ask for. Speaking of, Virgil just knocked on my door.

"Janus, Logan made pasta, if you're hungry" Virgil said. Logan doesn't cook often. When he does, it's easy stuff like pasta or frozen pizza. He was never good at cooking.

I grabbed a jacket and put it on. I looked at my nightstand. The engagement ring. I don't like taking it off, but Logan said keeping it on all the time wasn't smart. He said it had something to do with mental health. Whatever that means.

I left the ring on the nightstand, and walked out of my room. I shouldn't call it my room, because it's just the guest bedroom in Virgils house.

I went down the stairs to the kitchen where Logan and Virgil were. They were already seated at the table.

I sat down and started eating. The conversation started like it normally did. Virgil asking about the weather, then joking about how he should go outside more.

Logan and Virgil talked more. Virgil wanted a cat, so most likely they were talking about that.

Suddenly they both turned to me. They must have asked me a question. Of course they ask me a question when I'm not paying attention.

"Did you say something? I wasn't listening sorry" I looked up at them.

"I asked how your search for Roman was going" Virgil mumbled, looking back at his food. He seemed embarrassed now. I guess he assumed I would be upset with his question.

"Not well. I haven't found anything to prove he's alive" I sighed, I've checked all his credit card accounts to see if any of them were charged recently, they weren't.

"I think it's time to face the facts. Roman isn't coming back. He's dead, Janus" Logan said, not looking up from his food.

"What the fuck did you just say?" I glared at him. I've been living with him for 6 months, and I was sure he believed Roman was alive.

"Think about it. He went missing two years ago. Four months ago they found his car, it had been severely burned. It would be impossible to survive that kind of fire. Janus, I hate to have to be the one to tell you this, but Roman is gone, and he's not coming back." Logan sighed, finishing his food.

"Logan.." Virgil mumbled. Virgil and Roman have been friends since they were kids. He knew Roman was a very careful driver. And that he would never just leave.

"Virgil, just.. don't worry about it. Logan right. Romans gone. And I've been holding on to this tiny bit of hope that maybe, just maybe, he's still out there. But he's not. He's dead." I said, tears filling my eyes. I hurried back to 'my' room.

I laid down on the bed, letting the tears fall down my face. I picked up the ring that was sitting on the nightstand. I put it on my finger.

"Please be out there. I can't do this without you anymore.." I mumbled, rolling over and closing my eyes.

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Hey! Ashton here! This is my first ever fanfiction so I'm sorry if it's bad,,, but if you're reading this, I hope you have a great day!! :)