Logan recalls a time when he knew a boy in his class that was really shy. T
It was a Friday when the group of friends decided to schedule a movie/game night. They had all been very busy lately and despite their Wednesday meet-ups, it was still annoying having to go so long without being able to relax and hang out with your small family.
Hence why they had all gotten a call from Patton to meet up at his place for a movie/game night. Now, even though it had begun as that, it soon became a “story time” night, as dubbed by Roman.
“Okay, Okay, who wants to go first!?” Patton’s eyes lit up as he looked at each of his friends.
Logan was quick to settle his boyfriend as he tried to get him to explain just what they were doing. “Patton, would you explain
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In Middle School, there was boy that I shared most of my classes with. I don’t remember much about him other than he was fairly thin and frail, along with that he always wore a black hoodie. We had bumped into each other a few times before, but the first time I actually took notice of him was one time when he came to school without his jacket. His arms were covered in bruises and burns. If I am correct in my suspicions then I believe he lived in an abused household.” Virgil tensed up at his words. He knew all too well what that kid felt like.
“One day he came to school with a dislocated shoulder that had yet to be checked out much less set. I attempted to talk to him, but I believe I startled him more than anything. About a month later he stopped showing up to school. It was June 27th when a man in a suit came to my house and asked for me. He gave me a letter that I later found out was from the boy. I don’t remember his name, but he signed the card with what I presume is an alias he went by. Anxiety.” Virgil froze as all breath seemed to leave his lungs. It can’t be.
“L-Logan. H-How old were you w-when this happened?” His voice was shaky as he asked the question that would give him his answer. Logan looked at him in confusion as the other two stared at him in
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Why do you ask?” Virgil choked as tears welled up in his eyes. Hurriedly standing up, Virgil whiped his eyes, muttering an excuse before rushing outside. Roman called his name before running after him. Logan and Patton watched in concern. “Did I say something wrong?”
I sigh came from Patton who stared at his lap. “I think that maybe Virgil was that boy in your class, Logan.” Logan’s brows furrowed in thought. “I mean I don’t know much about his childhood but the way he looked and the way he acted, I think he ether knew that boy or was that boy.”
“Virgil!” Roman rushed after his boyfriend who stumbled down the streets, blinded by tears. Virgil may have been fast, but in this moment, Roman was faster.
Wrapping his arms around his boyfriend’s waist, Roman pulled Virgil close to him as the other boy struggled in his grasp. “Let me go! No! Let me go, let me go!” Virgil’s screams tore at Roman’s heart, however his struggles only served to make Roman tighten his grip.
“Virgil, love, please calm down. You’re safe, I promise. I won’t let anyone cause harm to you. I swear on my life.” Roman’s voice was calm and soothing as he spoke. Virgil struggle a bit more before finally giving in and allowing himself to be cradled in his boyfriend’s
At that moment Virgil felt bad for him but Gillespie instantly said “I don’t need your pity”. After capturing the killer, in the train station when Virgil leaves, the chief Gillespie carries Virgil’s bag, they do not hug but they to exchange hands. Chief says “Virgil, you take care” Virgil replied back with a “Yeah”. The look on their faces says everything, they both were proud of what they
Roman tells him if you stare longer I think you are creep. Dean rolls his eyes."I was daydreaming." Roman reply sure you were. Dean notice Roman looks at him serious. "If I was you I will stay the hell away from her." Dean ask why do you say that? "Because if you do anything to pissed her off the authority will fire you.
“Hey, are you okay?” I heard even though my ears were still covered. I looked up and saw Logan standing there, concern written all over his face. His girlfriend would be pissed. I lowered my hands and nodded. “Yeah. . . I'm fine.” It wasn't very convincing and he looked at me
The nobleman who’d brought them there- Charles couldn’t recall his name, and barely noted him as one of his step-father’s friends- looked at him with a mix of surprise and annoyance in his eyes, raising an eyebrow at him. “Have you a protest, young Xavier?” he asked, voice edged with venom, though he tried to seem falsely pleasant. Charles could read the heat of his mind, though, and chose to combat it with placidity, as he always did.
“Oh, baby,” Booker reassured and reaching out a hand, he tenderly cupped Tom’s face in his palm. “I don’t want you to feel pressured. If you don’t feel ready—”
Kane closes his eyes and pulls me close as he takes this all in. “What did he do to you baby? Did he…” He can’t get the words out.
It was a fine, summer, Saturday when everything changed for a young teenager named Miller Frederick. School had already started for Miller and he was at a new school. That summer, his family had moved from Pensacola, Florida to Dewitt, Michigan so Miller didn’t have many friends. He lived in a very rural area so he didn’t have many neighbors he could hang out with. Miller had just gotten back from his first day at his new school and he became friends with another new kid from Germany. His name was Reginald Kleinhans. Surprisingly enough, they had a lot in common. They both loved basketball, horror movies, and writing.
"Uhh, I am not straight" Daniel mumbled loud enough for the boys to hear. All sighing in relief and happiness.
Donovan had lapsed into silence too, staring out the window. She worried he was concerned about the meeting to come. She reached out and touched his hand. He flashed his eyes at her. She did not read the worry she expected but a boyish humor.
The softly spoken question was so childlike in its innocence, the tears reflecting brightly in Booker’s dark eyes spilled freely down his cheeks, the tidal release of emotion forcing his sorrow into his throat. “I promise, baby,” he choked. “I
Prince Connor took a minute to think about it and then decided to give Prince Logan Indy .
“ Mikey can you take Luke with you. I really think you should bond together on that boat you're always on.”
Walking home, I decided that I would tell my husband later that night. One word that could describe the feeling of finding out your son had caused disruption in his class, then lied about it by blaming an imaginary person could be shocking. All this time, I had believed it to be this Charles, a boy who did not even exist! Although it made sense why Laurie had come home late that one day— why would the kids in the kindergarten stay with Charles late? They did not, Laurie had made up such a story to get out of trouble, it was unbelievable. I underwent the feeling of feeling awfully shallow at that point.
"Is there a reason as to why you dragged me over here?.” Y/N whisper yelled. “I was expecting a hello but I’ll take what I can get,” Jason said with a smirk. You had this weird feeling in your stomach and the fact he was looking you dead in the eyes made it well worse. Usually, his eyes held little to no emotion but when he was with you it changed. You know exactly what he was thinking by just looking at him.
Virgil agreed to the request, and enquired why Beatrice had left her place in Paradise to tell him this news. Beatrice replied by telling him that a being named Lucia came to where she was seated in Paradise and told her that her admirer was in trouble, and that another blessed being in heaven was crying for him. As soon as Beatrice heard this, she came straight to Virgil to ask for help. After Beatrice said this, she departed with tears in her eyes, leaving Virgil doubly willing to do what he was