My Logical Murderer (analogical)

What To Do With You

Warning!: Cussing, mini panic attack, sad Twins. 😔

3rd person POV

"y-you're him.!!" Virgil managed to choke out before tears started coming to his eyes.

"You're going to need to be a little more specific with that." Logan growled.

"L-logic.."

" You're correct, Virgil." Logan replied, grinning.

"h-h-how d-do you kn-now my-y n-ame..?" Virgil replied, stuttering much more than before.

"Do you take me as an idiot?" Logan snapped, clearly a little angry and annoyed at the question.

"s-sor-rry."

Logan sighed. "it's quite alright Virgil."

"Wh-what ar-re y-you go-oing to-o d-do wi-ith m-m-me?" Virgil  choked out.

"I'm afraid I must kill you. I must admit I despise killing the innocent, But! You saw something you shouldn't have meaning you must get taken out of the equation."

Virgil confidence took an odd rise and he started raising his voice, his stutter gone.

"All you do is kill the innocent, you sick fuck!"

Logan was clearly, very angry now.

"You know nothing! I kill to protect the innocent. Not because I'm a phycopath that enjoys seeing blood on their hands." Logan said very harshly.

There was an awkward silence  until Logan spoke up.

"would you mind telling me what you saw before you die?"

"I saw nothing."

That's strange. Logan could always detect when someone was lying. He was telling the truth.

"then why did you run?" Logan asked curiously.

"Because I.. heard a s-scream." Virgil face dropped. Remembering that scream make him feel physically sick.

Logan sighed and the room went silent again.

'what do I do with you?' Logan thought whilst staring at Virgil, making him uncomfortable.

'I can't just kill him. He didn't see anything. But I can't let him go as he could potentially call the police and I do not need the added stress.' At this point he was pacing back and forth.

"Okay." Logan said aloud.

"What..?" Virgil said confused.

"I'm not going to kill you. You've not seen anything. You're completely innocent. So I've decided that you are to stay here."

"What!! No!! I can't stay here!! My brothers will worry about me. Can they atleast know where I am so they can visit me?" Virgil said. He was hopeful. but the hope soon crushed when Logan had replied.

"No. They would call the cops too. I'm sorry but you are to have no contact with anyone."

"Well what am I meant to do? Here I mean." Virgil asked.

Logan paused, thinking for a moment. "I suppose you could borrow some of my books, but if you damage a single page I will not hesitate in leaving you here to rot."

Virgil just sighed and nodded in response.

With the Twins

"Virgil has been gone for quite some time now eh, Re?" Roman spoke, his voice cracking.

"What if he got slaughtered by the doll he was meant to get me! Oh oh! And it took out his eyeballs! And cut out his tounge! And put the rest of his body in a machine to mince things! And they turned him into burgers that they're selling right now!" Remus spoke with laughter in his voice but sadly sighed after.

" Sorry... I know that didn't help. If anything it made it worse. It's just with the Intrusive thoughts, they make me say whatever comes to mind and I swear I didn't mean it! It's just that I'm worried about him Ro!" Remus said in an angry, sad type of way.

Roman placed his hands on the slightly shorter twins shoulder and looked him in the eyes.

" I know Re. How about we go to the police and file a missing person report tommorow. hm?" Roman said calmly.

"Y-yeah. We should."

They made their way to their rooms and gave a small wave to eachother as they split.

Back with Virgil.

Our first Virgil POV!!

Logic was only gone for a little longer than 5 minutes when he came back with books for me to read.

I didn't notice this before, seeing as I was in a bit of a panic but he was pretty attractive. Around 6"2 with dark perfectly trimmed hair and his ice-like eyes stood out. This was the type of guy I would usually go for. Well, apart from being a serial killer.

"Virgil? Would you mind answering the question?"

Oh god. I don't even know what he said. I wasn't listening. He's going to kill me because of that.

"Virgil. You need to calm down. You're breathing is less consistent than it should potentially be."

I barely hear what Logic was saying. It was so loud but too quiet. So close yet too far away. My breathing is getting quicker and quicker, my vision blurred. I suddenly feel a hand in mine.

"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me." Is that Roman?

"Virgil?" No. Its not Roman. I don't know where he is. If he's safe. What he's doing. He's probably having a much better time without me. And Remus.

"Virgil!" I immediately squeeze their hand.

"I want you do breath in for 4 seconds." I did as instructed.

"Hold it for 7 seconds." Yep.

"And out for 8." Okay.

"Let's keep going. In for 4. Hold for 7. Out for 8. Good." We repeated this a couple of times until I calmed down. My vision was no longer blurred. That's when I look up to see who Helped me.

Logic. The cold, ruthless murderer helped me with something as silly as a panic attack.

"I take it that you're alright now seeing as your breathing is more consistent."

"Y-yeah. Thank-ks. Can you u-undo one of my ha-ands so I can read-d? " I mumble, still shaking. He simply nodded and did I requested whilst putting the books down infront of me.

He gets a phone call and leaves the room. I just sigh and start reading the astronomy book on the top of the pile.

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