Melodies (Analogical)

Chapter 7: Do You Trust Me?

(Because DISNEY)

Logan's POV

"Virgil," I put my arm around the smaller side, "Please calm down, It's alright. What happened at breakfast wasn't your fault."

At this point Virgil had looked at me with a look of shame on his face. I could tell that he was blinking bad tears. He felt so bad. And I felt so bad for him.

No you don't. You don't FEEL anything. Anything at all.

And honestly?

I don't think you'd have it any other way.

Shut up me.

"Princy's a total jerk," Virgil said, "And thank you."

"Well, I for one, think your violin playing sounds wonderful."

"And I, for one, Think your VOICE sounds wonderful. You'd make Princey so jealous."

"That isn't my objective."

"Then what is?!"

"....To make sure Thomas has a healthy and satisfactory life."

"You hesitated!"

"FALSEHOOD!"

"I'm just worried about you, Logan."

"When are you not worried about something?"

Well.. That was not the right thing to say.

"How about right now?" Virgil responded, a glitter in his eyes and a small smile on his face.

And somehow then, we ended up in the imagination.

..........................

I don't spend a lot of time here. I didn't think it could be so.. beautiful.

Virgil grabbed my hand and pulled me along the twisted path.

I felt something fluttering (figuratively) in my stomach.

Was this some kind of new emotion?

No, I thought, I'm just hungry.

"Logan, hello?" Virgil waved his hand in my face. 

I scanned my surroundings. We were standing at the edge of a cliff (How we got here, I'm unsure), with the ground beneath hidden within a deep mist. I thought it was pretty nice, I guess.

Then I looked up at the sky.

Oh my God.

The sky was a midnight blue tone, decorated with all my favorite constellations. How they were all here, I am, again, unsure.

I looked down at Virgil. 

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

"...Yes."

"Make a deal with me, now."

"Okay."

"When I ask you a question, don't ever hesitate to answer. Okay?"

"Okay."

"So, do you trust me?"

"Yes."

And with that, he dragged the both of us of the edge of the cliff.