Sorry it's Virgil POV again
TRIGGER WARNINGS : talks about the following - seizures, epilepsy, attempted murder, cutting and self harm, attempted suicide, rape, drugs, abuse, hitting
Virgil POV
"You gotta help me Princey," I sighed, struggling to get out of the car.
"As much as I love carrying you around, my arms are getting tired," Roman complained, scooping my into my arms.
"Whatever," I laughed. I enjoyed having Roman carry me around.
Roman sighed while carrying my up to Patton's house. He dragged my crutches behind him. He rang the doorbell, Patton there almost instantly.
"Welcome!" He yelled excitedly, throwing open the door for us.
Roman laughed at Patton's hyper state while sitting me down on the couch. He laid my crutches back in the hallway.
Emile and Remy were curled up on the other end of couch making out. Remy had both his hands up Emile's shirt and was pushing him back into the corner of the couch. Emile had his arms wrapped around Remy's neck.
"Oh my god get a fucking room," Roman yelled while throwing a pillow at the two.
Remy threw the pillow back before starting to French kiss Emile. I just sighed and tried not to look at them.
Roman sat on the floor in front of me, scrolling through Instagram. Logan was in an arm chair across from the couch with a book.
There was a knock at the door that sent Patton running down the hallway. I could faintly hear him talking to someone and than he came back. Damien, Evan and Quinn followed him inside, followed by Remus.
And oh my fucking god am I a raging gay.
Evan was wearing a pretty white skirt that ended right before his knees. He had slender hairless legs. Along with a big light blue sweater.
I'm not romantically attracted to Evan. But of my fucking god does he make me so gay. He only proves my point that I am absolutely way more attached to men than women.
"You seem to be in a better mood now," Emile commented, finally able to get Remy to stop kissing him enough to talk. "Feeling better?"
"Much better," Evan answered with a smile.
Patton sat on the arm rest of the chair Logan was sitting in before sliding down into his lap. Logan smiled a bit but didn't say anything.
Damien sat in the bigger plush chair, pulling Quinn and Evan into his lap. Remus stood awkwardly next to the couch before flopping down next to his brother.
"I'm glad you're joining us Remus," Patton told him, trying to be hospitable.
"Yeah, thanks, whatever," Remus mumbled.
"So what actually happened to you Evan?" Roman asked, changing the topic. "You weren't making much sense earlier."
"Oh, it's just stupid bullies doing stupid stuff," Evan said nonchalantly. "I can't remember the last time I had a grand mal seizure. Probably with my birth parents. I was just stupid and forgot to take my meds that helps prevent stuff like that."
"You shouldn't try to normalize this Evan," Emile told him. "It's not healthy to look at this bullying like that."
Evan just shrugged, shrinking under all our gazes. He seemed to fighting with himself internally.
"Jackson paid them to do it," Evan burst out. "They said they were doing it as a favor for their friend Jackson and that the money would buy good drugs."
"I'm going to fucking murder him one of these days," Damien said lowly.
"We all are," Remy agreed, followed by agreement from Roman.
We all fell silent, the awkward air thick enough to cut with a knife. Evan had curled up a bit, obviously embarrassed.
"I have an idea to cheer everyone up," Patton said, getting up from Logan lap.
He than disappeared back down the hallway. I hear him running up the stairs before silence. We looked at Logan in confusion but he just shrugged.
"Everyone, meet Marigold!" Patton said excitedly.
Patton entered the living room with a golden retriever. She was missing her front right leg. I felt a song of sympathy for the dog.
Marigold stared anxiously at everyone, seemingly overwhelmed. I felt sympathy for this dog. Scared of people and a fucked up leg.
But then Evan got down and held a hand out to the dog. Marigold limped over to Evan, sniffed him and than started attacking Evan with licks and nuzzles.
Evan laughed a bit and hugged the dog tightly. Patton joined the two on the ground, happily joining the pile.
"Your dog is so adorable!" Emile squealed, looking excitedly at Marigold.
"Okay, I have another idea," Patton said. "Let's share secrets."
"Like spilling the tea?" Remy asked.
"No, sharing our deepest darkest secrets," Patton explained better. "To prove that we're all best friends. Even you Remus."
"Is that a good idea?" I mumbled, feeling my anxiety raise.
"It can't be that bad," Emile said, sliding onto the floor. "It might do us all some good to get these things off our chests."
Slowly, we all circled up around Marigold. Roman has to help me down to the ground without hitting my leg on anything.
"Who wants to go first?" Patton asked.
No one said anything at first. We were all nervous and embarrassed. It was obvious on everyone's faces. I wasn't doing much better.
"I'll start," Damien said. "My Dad tried to kill me and that's how I got the scars of my face."
"We'll go in a circle, no talking or reactions to other secrets," Patton continued, motioning towards Quinn and Evan. "So one of you two go next."
"I'll go," Evan said. "My birth parents beat me because of my epilepsy to the point that I have really bad scars down my back."
"My moms a prostitute and a drug addict," Remy said next. "She used to hit me and than she just kicked me out of the house for being gay, that's why I live with Emile."
"I have a problem where I overwork myself and don't eat, drink, or sleep for days and I would really hurt myself during those times," Emile admitted shyly. "It's put me in the hospital four times."
"I had a little sister named Evangeline," I said, taking a deep breath. "She died when I was fifteen. That's when my dad starting hitting me."
"I used to starve myself during my freshman year," Roman mumbled, face flaming in embarrassment. "I had horrible body image issues and literally no self confidence."
"Issac stabbed me a few months ago for refusing to do meth with him and than wouldn't let me go to the hospital," Remus sighed. "He also made me drop out of college."
"I'm finally coming to terms with the fact that my parents have been emotionally abusing and manipulating me for most of my life," Logan said, lots of emotions flickering in his eyes.
"I'm on antidepressants and I started cutting again after my dad hit me," Patton mumbled, tears in his eyes.
"It'd probably be that my dad raped me when I was younger, but you all already know that," Quinn whispered. "So, I've tried to kill myself three times now."
Everyone was done. We were all staring at the floor, wether in embarrassment or worry I'm not sure. I know I'm going through both right now.
Patton than took a deep shaky breath and looked back up. He got our attentions. Most of us were crying.
"Logan, you're not an emotionless robot just because your parents forced you to be one. Remus, Issac does not love you and that's an abusive relationship, leave him. Roman, you're beautiful just the way you are. Virgil, I'm sorry for you lose and I'm glad your dad is gone. Emile, don't hurt yourself by overworking again. Remy, whatever your mom told you is wrong and not true. Evan, I'm so sorry your parents did that, I'm happy your moms are nice. Damien, I'm so sorry your dad did that. Quinn, I don't even know where to begin for you. You've been through so much. I hope you stop hurting yourself and are able to heal."
"And we love you so much Patton," I said once he finished. "Don't hurt yourself because your dad was a jerk to you."
Patton just nodded a bit, sipping tears away. We spent the next good hour just talking through things. And trying our bests to get Remus to break up with Issac.
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"Okay," I laughed, still holding up two fingers. "Never have I ever...worn a skirt before."
Roman, Remus, Evan, Emile and Remy all put one finger down. They all complained while I laughed.
"That's not fair," Evan pouted. "I'm literally wearing a skirt right now."
"Too bad so sad," I snickered.
Things were in a much better mood now. We started playing never have I ever and so far it's been really fun.
"Never have I ever cheated on a test before," Logan said.
Everyone except Patton, Emile and Evan put down a finger.
"Never have I ever been to Pride," Patton said.
No one was able to put a finger down for that one.
"We are all going to Pride this June together!" Remy declared.
"Also this is boring," Damien complained.
"Yeah, this is such a cliche party game," Remus agreed. "Let's play something like...The Midnight Game or with an ouija board."
"Lets please not doing anything scary that might haunt my house," Patton begged, worry evident on his face.
"Another movie night?" Roman suggested.
"Can we please watch Paranormal Activity?" Quinn asked hopefully.
"No scary stuff," Emile said.
"But horror movies are so fucking amazing," I argued.
"Language," Patton chastised.
"What your profanity," Remy laughed while quoting vine. That earned laughter from a few of us.
"How about we let Patton chose what movie we watch considering that this is his house," Logan suggested, obviously annoyed with our bickering.
"Too much pressure," Patton squeaked our. "Let's vote! All in favor of Paranormal Activity, raise your hand."
Quinn, Remy, Damien, Roman, Remus and I all raised our hands. The other four were severely outnumbered.
Patton sighed while finding the movie on tv. We all piled back up on the couch and cuddle up.
Tonight was a good night.