Tw: some violence, talk of suicide

The sun's rays were peaking out over the horizon but not the sun just yet. Patton was behind a tree that was close to the creek but not so close that he was in unbearable pain. Virgil walked down to the creek with the vial Thomas had given them and a knife. He had a tight hold to the handle as he stood by the creek. There was the sounds of twigs breaking and Virgil's hold the his weapon only grew. "You're alone?" the deep voice questioned from behind the trees.

"Yes," Virgil lied, "Why do you want me here?"

The figure came out from out of the trees. "Step back," they ordered, not answering Virgil's question. Virgil stepped back a foot or two. "Further." Virgil stepped back until he was level with the sidewalk. The figure walked down to the creek and placed down something. They walked back into the shadows. "Okay, you can grab it."

Virgil walked forward again, the item placed down was another envelope. "Is this all?" Virgil questioned.

"Yes," the figured answered and began to walk away. Virgil removed his hold from the knife and replaced it at the vial. Virgil ran up and tackled the figure to the ground. They turned around under him and punched Virgil in his face. They were strong. Virgil opened his eyes to see the rays of light hitting the person's face. They had brown hair, caramel eyes and skin that had a slight tan. They looked like Roman. They took a hold of Virgil's neck and pushed him to the side. "I'm sorry Virgil," they apologized as they choked Virgil on the ground. They looked up and saw Patton sprinting towards them. They quickly got up and sprinted away. Patton saw what looked to be a second person in a short sleeve shirt. A ray of sun revealed it to be black. 

Virgil coughed on the ground and Patton was quick to fall to his boyfriend's side. "Are you okay?" Patton asked.

Virgil nodded, "Yeah I guess. Getting choked fucking hurts. Plus he's strong."

"He?" Patton questioned.

"When I tackled them I saw their face and they looked like Roman."

Patton's eyes widened, "There was a second person wearing a black shirt just like Logan's."

"They're working together," Virgil realized.

"Logan must've planned it out," Patton thought aloud.

"And Roman must've carried it out," Virgil finished. The emo took the envelop out of this pocket, this time it had no writing on the outside. The writing was neat this time and had what looked like tears stains.

I'm sorry. this was a Mistake. i should've never Done this. i couldn't look Out of my own mind. i was selfish. i'll leave you alone Now. this was never your fault. i can't believe i blamed you two. this is no one's fault Except mine. i need to own up to my actions. i can't take it out on you two. i'm sorry. i've hurt too many people. i'll leave you alone. i hope i don't come back to life like you two.

They were left confused by the letter. They were remorseful? What did they mean by hoping they didn't come to back to life? "Are- are they going to kill themselves?" Patton asked as he thought about the last line.

"I think so," Virgil answered but he was unsure.

Patton frowned, "I hope they don't. Even if they killed me I don't want them to hurt themselves."

"We're going to find them and make sure they don't die," Virgil reassured.

Patton agreed to the plan. The two got up and walked to where the figure was last seen. They left behind a few foot prints. Patton and Virgil began to follow the prints.