Melodies (Analogical)

Chapter 21: What Did You Just Say?

Just saying, something you should know about Roman is that he is VERY sensitive to loud noises. Like, even more than Virgil. And no, his singing doesn't count :D

Logan's POV

TW: Self-Harm mention, cursing

I walked across the path through the imagination. 

Okay, walk is an understatement.

I sprinted through the imagination to Roman's room.

I knocked on the door rapidly. 

¨What do you want, babe?¨ 

Um.. What?

I tried the handle. The door was open.

When Roman saw me, his cheeks turned scarlet. ¨O-oh, sorry, Logan, I t-thought you were D-Deceit..¨

¨Where is it?!¨ I yelled. 

¨Where is what?¨

¨You know what I'm talking about, dumbass! Where is my blade?!¨

¨It's on my desk, now please stop shouting! And why do you want it back anyway? You better not be thinking about-¨

¨I'm not, I assure you,¨ I interrupted, ¨But this isn't about me. Did you use it?¨

¨um..¨

¨ANSWER ME!¨

¨S-stop yelling, please...¨

He took a moment to breathe.

¨Yes.¨

¨Why on Earth would you do that!?¨

¨Why on Earth would YOU do that, Logan!?¨

¨This is NOT about me!¨

¨Well why are we talking about this right now?¨

¨Because I want my blade back!!¨

¨Wait...¨ Roman paused, ¨What do you mean you want  it back?¨

¨Just.. just.. Let me take it.¨

He thought for a moment.

¨You can take it, but only to dispose of it, and the rest of you're blades immediately. Promise me.¨

I scowled. ¨I'm not promising you shit.¨

¨Don't promise for my sake. Not even for your own sake. Promise for Virgil's sake.¨

Did the temperature in the room suddenly increase?

¨Why are you bringing Virgil into this?¨ I asked.

¨Oh, well, you're obviously in love with him, or is this 'not about you' right now?¨ Roman said mockingly.

¨What did you just say to me?¨

¨Whatever. Jeez, you have the emotional expression of a rock.¨

¨Uh, thank you?¨

¨Not a compliment. Anyway, promise me. Promise Virgil.¨

I sighed. ¨Alright, I promise.¨

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

I couldn't get over (figuratively) what Roman had said to me. I'm not... in love with Virgil.

It's not like I want to hold his hand...

Or go strolling with him...

Or hug him tightly as we tell each other that everything's going to be okay....

Or watch movies with him while we cuddle each other until he falls asleep on my shoulder...

Hello, Earth to Logan!

I squeezed the small blade in my hand.

I guess I'm sorry that I made a false promise to Roman.