Prinxiety Angst-Part 3

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//tw: suicide and more angst (obviously. what did you expect?)

//i know it's short but wHaTeVeR

Someone knocked on my door, and I got up. I opened it and saw Patton standing there, looking worried.

"Hello, Patton." I sniffled.

"Hey, Roman. We can't find Virgil, do you know where he is?" His voice quivered slightly.

Suddenly, I heard Logan say "Guys... come over here..." from Virgil's room.

Patton and I slipped into Virgil's room and peeked into the bathroom. My heart dropped.

Virgil was... dead. A knife in his chest. And it was all my fault.

Logan reached over the body and grabbed three pieces of paper from the counter, one addressed to each of us. He handed me the letter addressed to me and I read it.

By the end, I was sobbing. It was all my fault... I made him feel unwanted.... I didn't let him be him.... I made him feel used.... I was a horrible friend.

That night, I decided to join Virgil. I did the same thing he did.

I disappeared.

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