My Logical Murderer (analogical)

'Bonding'

Warning!: Cussing, a, small mention of abuse by a parent.

First Logan POV!

As soon as I had gifted Virgil some of my books to keep him preoccupied for a while, I had gotten a phone call. I leave the room to answer.

"Heeeyyyyy Logie!!!" This was Patton. I consider him a very close friend. He has been there for me from the very first day of kindergarten up to right now.

"Ah. Salutations Patton. What seems to be the problem?"

"No prob-llama here Lo Lo! Just wanted to spit out a hello and see how you were!" Patton laughed at his silly pun whilst I just sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Apart from that silly joke, I have been doing exceptionally good. How are you today?" I asked him.

"I'm good! What about Virgil? Have you been treating him well?"

Patton knew all about my job. And Virgil. He didn't love it but he understands why I do what I do.

"I have just given him some books to occupy himself whilst being here."

"What did you feed him?" Shit. I forgot to give him food.

Patton took the silence as a 'nothing' and tutted.

"Go feed him Lo! If you didn't kill him, his starvation would!"

"Alright Pat. I'll be sure to feed him now. Have a nice day."

"Bye Lo Lo! See ya!" And with that, I hung up.

I made my way to the kitchen. Just as I arrived I had started thinking. What am I going to make him? What does he like?

I settled on salmon and herb roasted potatoes with some vegetables as a side.

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Approximately 30 minutes later, the dish was prepared. I had made some for myself as well as Virgil. Virgil plate is much bigger seeing as he hasn't eaten in a while.

I made my way to his current location and gave him the food.

He just looked at me strangely.

"Why'd you give me food?" He questioned.

"Because you need to eat?" I replied.

"Yeah but why? I thought you'd just let me starve." He says, his voice getting quieter as he speaks.

"Virgil do we need to have this conversation again?" I Huffed, clearly annoyed.

"You're innocent. I'm not going to kill an innocent person. Especially not by starvation."

"Well you killed those other people..."

"Yes I did. Because they're good for nothing murderous drug dealers and addicts. Not to mention their 'company' where they sell people to others for their pleasure. To cut a long story short, they're bad people. Now please change the subject." I spoke rather quickly.

"Okay. Uhm, you said these books are yours. Honestly it doesn't surprise me that you're into murderers." He mumbled.

I sigh.

"yes, I find their stories rather interesting."

"I guess I understand that. Some of these people are triggered by their bullshit parents. It's a little horrible but that doesn't make what they did okay."

"I completely agree."

"I think my brother would like you." Virgil said with a sad smile on his face.

"You have two. Am I correct?" I asked.

"Yeah. Roman and Remus." Remus hm? It could just be a coincidence.

"Roman is such a drama queen!" Virgil laughed, a hint of sadness in his voice but I pretend not to notice and just smile.

"Well I'll leave you to eat. You haven't eaten for 3 days."

"3 days! It doesn't feel like 3 days!"

"You were unconscious for 2 of them because of how hard I hit you. You woke up this morning at 6:38am and it is now 2:12pm." I say, checking my watch.

"oh. Okay then."

"if you need anything else do tell me now so I may get it."

"okay. Do you think you could maybe get me a watch? Not knowing the time and stuff kinda stresses me a little."

I take off my watch and I give it to him.

"I have plenty of others so you may have this one. Anything else?"

"No. I'm good now." he says with a smile.

"It was nice to have someone to talk to. Bye Logic."

"Farewell."

Hm. Someone to talk to. I could arrange that.

?? POV! (secret for now, haha!)

"Another one of our men killed by that fucking Logic!" I heard my father shout from the door.

I had never really payed any attention to his 'mafia'. It never interested me.

Plus, I'm not going to be taking over. My brother will. I don't have the have the guts according to my dad. He had always favoured my brother over me.

But that's not the point. The point is, dad's pissed. When he's mad, God help us all. He then spots me standing by the door.

"***** Get here now!" I walk over to him as he called me.

"Today's your lucky day son. You're in."

"In..?" I say confused. Confused about what he means and why he called me son. Its usually 'brat' or 'useless'.

"Welcome to the Yellow Cobras."

Holy shit. He just welcomed me to the Yellow Cobras.

"y-yes s-sir." I manage to choke out whilst he chuckles.

"Did you forget I'm your dad or what?" He says, still laughing.

"s-so you want me to call you... D-dad?" I say schoked.

"what else would you call me?"

"Nothing. Need anything else.. Dad?"

"I need you to find out who Logic is. We are going to end them once and for all."

"Yes dad." I say before leaving to go to my room.

He finally wants to have a relationship with me. After years of abuse. That's it. I will not let him down.

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