AU:Human
Ship:×
Prompt:×
Requested by:×
Tw:Suicide mention/Suicide Attempt
F/A/S: Angst
POV:3rd
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This is a bit different than normal song fics, I'm using lyrics from the song, but like.... Not really in order?? Sorry.
Note: I sort of only use a few lyrics XD my bad-
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Also I'm gonna be flipping between Logan and Patton, whenever there's like a row of dashes, is when I switch  focus, they aren't interacting with one another at all.
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Normal text- Present
Italicized- Past
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Patton gave a half-smile as he looked around the room. Small boxes scattered around, things organized in separate piles. He walked over to the bed and sat down, gripping at the deep purple sheets.

"I always knew what song to sing to get you fast asleep..." He spoke as tears overwhelmed his eyes, finally slipping down his face.

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Logan flinched as the front door slammed once again, and most likely for the last time... He shook his head, as he walked up the stairs and down the hallway. He casted a half-hearted glare at the now empty bedroom.

The multiple memories of yelling, screaming, slamming doors and 'I hate you's flooding back to him.  "We fought a war in which no one walked away, a winner..." He mumbled as he slowly pushed the door open.

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Patton stood, trying to get ahold of himself, but of course, this did nothing...   The tears just continuing to fall as he remembered. 

"Dad!!!!! Dad!!!!"

Patton was woken up in the middle of the night by screaming and sobbing coming from Virgil's room. He bolted up and ran to his room.

The child was sitting up and sobbing into his arms, his back pressed against the headboard with his head in his knees. 

"Kiddo! Kiddo, hey what happened?" Patton asked quietly as he walked over to his side. "S-Scary dream..." The toddler mumbled his voice quivering.

Patton's worry slowly faded. his eyes softened as he picked Virgil up holding him close to his chest. "It's okay, Virge... It's okay... I'm here..."

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Logan looked at the red and golden walls, he never understood why Roman didn't ask to repaint his room from the original Disney theme... Much better memories coming to mind as he reminisced

"Daaaaaadddddd!!!! Come play with me!!!" Roman huffed with a pouty lip and his arms crossed as he stood in Logan's office. Logan sighed, "I can't right now, Roman... I have to finish this up...it'll only be a little while." 

"You said that long while ago..." Roman said. Logan rolled his eyes as he glanced down at the clock. "No, it's only been-" he stopped himself as he realized just how long he'd been working.

He looked back over to Roman who was obviously desperately trying to hide his smile with the pouty expression... And failing at doing so.  He smiled slightly. "Alright, I can take a break... Let's go play." He said.

"Yay!!! Imma be a pwince!"

Roman cheered in victory, as he dashed out of the room. Logan chuckled as he followed behind.

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Patton sniffled, the empty bottle of pills left on the bedside table taunting him.

"Virgil, you're going to be okay I promise... The medication just takes a long time to fully work." Patton said as he sat on Virgil's bed beside him.

Virgil sniffled and shook his head, "I-I can't, Dad... I have to I-introduce myself... A-And... everyone will hate me in that class and they'll all laugh a-and the teacher won't do anything to stop it and I'll start crying then they'll start laughing more a-an-" 

"Hey! Hey, calm down, kiddo... It'll be okay, I promise... Maybe the kids at this school will be nicer..." Patton said as he placed a hand on Virgil's shoulder.

"You said that about the past three schools...."

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Logan noticed that Roman left his old folders from school here... He opened them... Less happy memories coming back as he did so.

"So you're failing? Again?" Logan hissed as he slammed his hand down on the dining room table. "Yeah! It's just one class! I can fix it! I've done it before!" Roman snapped back. 

Logan shook his head "it should have never been that low in the first place!! Ugh! I knew I should not have let you preform in that stupid show! I knew you couldn't handle it and that it would effect your school work. That's it. You're dropping out of it." He said.

"WHAT!?? I'M THE LEAD! I CAN'T JUST QUIT!" Roman screamed

"Oh yes, you can. I don't care if you're the lead, school is more important."

"MATHS AND HISTORY DO NOT MATTER!! I'M NOT GOING TO USE THEM WHEN I'M ON BROADWAY! I NEED THE PRACTICE!"

"You need a backup if you don't make it. My decision is final. You're no longer allowed to preform in the show."

Roman's eyes filled up with tears, a mix of anger and sorrow. "FINE WHATEVER!!!" He yelled as he stormed off to his room.

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Patton sighed, the memories both sweet and sour. Either way they made him sob... Two nights immediately came to mind, and those two nights were the ones he was trying to repress.

"Virgil are you-" Patton opened the bedroom door, his eyes widening and misting over with more moisture. "No! Nononono! No kiddo!!" He rushed over to Virgil holding onto his arms, pulling the bloody blade away from his wrist.

"Why, why why.??" He sobbed as Virgil weakly gripped onto his shirt. He pulled out his phone calling 9-1-1  barely able to speak through his sobs. The only reason he didn't take Virgil to the hospital himself is that he could barely see through the copious amounts of tears invading his sight.

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Logan looked out the locked window, anger invading his thoughts...

"I was sick of it!!" Roman yelled as he ran up the stairs

"So you tried to run away?!" Logan screamed as he followed him.

"Yes! I'm sick of being here!! That's the real reason mom left! She couldn't stand you either!!!"

Logan snapped "Well why don't you go live with her then?!?"

"FUCKING THANK YOU!!! I WILL!!!"

"FINE!"

"FINE!!!"

The door slammed so harshly that the walls shook, knocking a few pictures off the wall.

That night was last night, and now Roman had just left.... Leaving him alone in a gigantic house...

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That night was two weeks ago... But last night... Patton was too late.

"K-Kiddo! Kiddo! No Virgil! Please wake up! Please!" He sobbed as he shook Virgil, the bottle of antidepressants rolling out of his cold lifeless hand. He was dead long before Patton had gotten home.... 

Now, Patton was alone... He shook his head as he walked out of the room. "I think I'll wait another day to pack these boxes... Cause once I'm through, I'm left with just one thing to do...... Remember..." He spoke quietly as he slowly shut the door.