*tw*

(this chapter is... different.)

Declan had his suspicions. He was awaiting the fall of their relationship, but he prayed that it wouldn't be soon.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn't just let Virgil go.

It was lonely. And dark. And the room was spinning. He couldn't understand the shouts around him and he felt like he was going to collapse.

"Declan?" Logan snapped him out of it. "You missed your cue."

Declan bit his lip and his knees buckled. He had tried to keep everything inside because he kept on trying, again and again, to quit putting everything on Virgil (though he usually failed), but that caused... this.

He heard the gunshot again, even though he wasn't there to hear it the first time.

"De?!"

He knew that was Virgil's panicked voice.

You're ruining everything, asshole!

"What?! What did I do? How did I ruin everything? Oh my God, I can't believe you!"

I said that out loud, didn't I?

He tried to speak up, to apologize and explain. But the only thing that came out was a choked sob.

And suddenly, there was silence. Everyone was looking at each other worriedly.

Virgil put his arm on Declan's shoulder.

Lonely. And dark. And the room was spinning and his body ached.

"Declan, what's going-"

But he grabbed Virgil's wrist and shoved him at the wall.

He stopped and noticed the mark he'd just created on his pale, thin arm.

Say sorry. Tell him you're sorry!

"Just get away from me!" he shouted instead, rushing out of the room.

disclaimer: i am not trying to say that declan's past justifies his actions. he was still in the wrong and everything he did to virgil was awful. but, i didn't want to write an antagonist without a real reason to be an antagonist.