TW: Mentions of Child Neglect, Implied Murder & Self-Harm, Mentions of Death
Anx's POV
I lay on Virgil's bed, bored out of my mind. It's Saturday and I've got nothing to do. I finished all the homework already, my anxiety won't let me text any of Virgil's friends, and I don't think Virgil has Disney Plus.
I'm struggling. I'm really struggling here.
Ooh Ooh! I got it! I'll talk to Virgil. With this whole hearing each other thing, it should work right? We've done it before..
"Virgil." I say at a moderate volume. He's probably home too right? I just need to find what room he's in..
"Virgill!" I call out once more, in the hallway now.
Nothing.
Hmph.
"VIRGIL!"
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After thirty minutes of trying to talk to Virgil, I finally slumped back down on the bed in defeat.
"Ughhhhh, there's got to be something to do around here!" I groan.
Sitting back up, I scan the room for possibilities before getting up to actually go through the drawers.
The third drawer I investigate has nail polish inside. Not only black too, but an assortment of colors. Well they're still dark, but also different colors.
It's been awhile since I've painted my nails.. I guess it wouldn't hurt.
I pick out a multichrome bottle that looks like a galaxy. Just like my backpack back home, I love it and get to work.
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Satisfied with my new nail color, I carelessly skip back to the drawers and over shoot it a bit, causing me to accidentally bump the next drawer over open.
"Oww." I rub my side that banged into the drawer.
I open the nail polish drawer again and place the bottle back with the others. I turn to the drawer I rammed open and glance inside before closing it. But what I see inside makes me freeze up.
"I-is that..?" I stutter and reach into the drawer and pull out the object.
"God where does he keep getting these knives?" I shake my head.
It's just a little ol' knife, like he had yesterday. Nothing to be worried ab-
My thoughts were cut off at a further inspection of the weapon.
"I-i-is t-t-hat.. I-is that blood?" My eyes widen as I view the dried blood scattered on the knife.
Did Virgil hurt someone? Did he stab someone? Has he secretly been a murderer plotting to kill everyone I know and love while trapped in my dimension? Oh god.. This can't be good.. What if he-
Oh no.
What if this is his blood?
I instantly tense as I hear the front door open and close.
"Virgil? I'm home!" a voice calls from downstairs.
Must be dad..
I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen where I hear noise. Turning into the room I see the back of..
Someone.
Who is that? Their figure is certainly not dad. So who-
She turns around and my eyes widen as I gain sight of the person in front of me. "M-m-m-mom?"
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A Duo Misplaced
FanfictionVirgil is your casual emo teenager trying to make it through his last few years of school with his fanciful boyfriend Roman and his two friends, Logan and Patton. But one day a bizarre dream sends Virgil to a place that looks like home, but is it re...
