Mine

WARNING: Murder, suicide mention, self harm mention, angst

I don't like this. Logan's too close with him.

Too close with my Sunshine.

I've been trying to ignore it but it's going too far. I see him lean forward and kiss my Sunshine on the cheek, and I almost kill him immediately.

But I don't.

I have to be careful.

If my Sunshine saw me removing the people between us, it might scare him away.

I go back up the stairs, back to my room.

I lock the door.

And sharpen my knives.

I have to be ready.

I have to plan all set up.

Ask Logan to help me with something I'm working on.

Get him alone in my room.

Knock him out.

Slit his wrists.

Let him bleed out on the floor.

I've been practicing his handwriting; I have a suicide note ready and waiting.

I read it over, making sure, once again, that it's believable.

Dear friends,

I'm sorry for doing this to you.

I know I'm being selfish, but this is the only way out for me.

Please don't be sad about me, I don't want to leave this world knowing I caused my closest friends such pain.

Deepest regards and deepest apologies

Logan

Believable.

Patton will cry, of course, and I'll be there to comfort him.

I check the time.

It's nearly 11 pm. I should get some sleep.

I place the fake suicide note and knives back in my secret drawer, and go to bed.

The next morning he's way too close.

He's sitting too close to my Sunshine.

He's talking too much with my Sunshine.

He needs to go.

"Hey Logan?" I say.

Logan looks up from Patton. "Yes Virgil?"

"Could you help me with something? I'm doing a kind of project and I need your help."

"Of course, Virgil." Logan stands up and follows me into my room. "So, what did you need help with?"

As soon as he's in, I lock the door.

"What are you-"

I shove him against the wall, pinning him there with one hand, the other reaching towards my bat.

"Virgil what the-"

I lean in close. "Stay away from my Sunshine," I hiss.

And I slam the bat into the side of his head.

He crumples almost immediately.

I straighten him out and quickly pick him up, taking him into his own room.

I prop him up against the wall, and begin to work.

I carve lines and lines all over him, him wrists, forearms, legs.

There's so much blood.

Carefully, I place the suicide note down on his bed, making sure not to get any blood on it.

Then I leave the room.

He'll be dead by lunchtime.

I cross to my room and lock the door again, moving into my bathroom.

I need to clean away the blood.

I was careful to not get too much blood on myself, but my hands are soaked.

I begin to clean them as I laugh.

Patton will be mine.

Once I finish I go to my door, opening it and, raising my voice slightly, saying, "Thanks Logan, I can handle it from here."

That'll throw off suspicion.

I shut my door again.

Now we wait.

It's three hours later when I hear Patton scream.

He's found him.

I run over, dropping my phone and headphones like I don't know what's going on. "Patton what's wrong?"

He's crying, on his knees in Logan's bedroom, note clutched in his hand.

I stop in the doorway, pretending to be shocked.

Roman runs up behind and blanches immediately.

Patton shakily passes me the note, and I read it aloud for Roman to hear.

"Dear friends, I'm sorry for doing this to you. I know I'm being selfish, but this is the only way out for me. Please don't be sad about me, I don't want to leave this world knowing I caused my closest friends such pain. Deepest regards and deepest apologies, Logan."

Roman begins to cry too.

I force several tears to fall down my face.

Neither Patton nor Roman can bring themself to look at Logan.

"Why would he-" Patton begins.

Roman just shakes his head.

"Virgil, you were the last one to see him!" Here we go. "Did you see anything wrong?"

"No, he seemed fine when he left!"

"When did he leave?" Roman asks.

"About three hours ago," I answer.

They turn to each other and begin talking. I block them out, pretending to be overwhelmed. It's surprising they haven't seen through my act yet.

Patton begins to cry harder.

I move forward to hug him, but Roman gets there first.

That's a bad sign. I may have to remove Roman too.

"Shh... It's okay Patton.." Roman whispers to him. "Logan will be in a happier place now."

Patton nods slowly, hugging Roman back for a second before pulling away and hugging me.

I almost scream.

I hug him back immediately, doing my best to conceal my smile.

Patton hugs me tighter, and I feel like I could just stand here holding him forever.

But he pulls back.

Asks Roman to pick Logan up and move him to a better space.

And begins to talk. "I'm.. I'm gonna go to my room for a b-bit.."

Roman and I nod. "I'm gonna go too.." I say, careful how I say it. I'm too happy.

Roman nods again and begins to walk towards the door, carrying Logan.

I retreat to my room for the rest of the night.

The next morning is almost the same as the one before.

Roman is too close to him.

I get in there too, comforting Patton as much as I can, but he's spending far too much time with Roman.

But I can't kill him now.

It's too soon after Logan died, my Sunshine's sure to get suspicious.

So I leave it.

I leave it for a week, which almost feels like too long.

But I manage.

And now it's time.

I go to Roman's room and knock on the door. He opens it a few moments later.

"Hey Virge! What's up?"

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk?" My Sunshine's out. He won't be home for hours.

"Sure! Just let me get my shoes on."

He sits back down on the side of his bed and pulls on his shoes before grabbing his keys and coming back to the door.

I walk with him to the car we all share, and I get in the driver's side.

I drive us to a park I know, and we begin to wander. The park's almost deserted.

Perfect.

Slowly, I lead him to the bridge overlooking the river that runs through our city.

As he looks over the edge, I move behind him. "I imagine you'll be seeing Logan soon," I say.

He whips around as I shove him, and he falls off the bridge.

He's out of the way.

Good.

I'm turning to head back to the car when I hear a yell. Uh oh.

Remus and Janus come running over. Remus blows straight past me to look over the edge. Janus stops and just stares at me.

They know. I'll have to get rid of them, or they'll tell my Sunshine.

Remus turns back to face me, shoves me, hard. I hit the ground and look up at him as he glares at me, though I can see the tears brimming in his eyes. "You just killed my brother! My brother. How could you?"

I pick myself up. Is he expecting me to feel remorse? "He was too close to my Sunshine. I had to get rid of him."

Janus moves forward, grabs Remus' arm, and begins to pull him away.

This is bad.

This is bad.

They'll tell my Sunshine, then I'll have no chance of getting him back.

I run back to the car and start it up.

The drive takes shorter than it felt on the way here.

I park the car outside and run inside. Remus and Janus are already here.

Sitting down with my Sunshine.

Oh no.

"Remus, Janus?" They look up at me. Patton looks at me too.

"Hey kiddo!" They haven't told him yet.

Thank goodness.

"Hey dad. Remus, Janus, can I talk to you for a second?"

They look at each other. Of course they're apprehensive. Janus slowly gets up. "Okay.."

I lead them upstairs.

To my room.

"What do you want?" Remus asks. As fast as I can, I slip around them and shut the door, locking it.

Well that was easy.

I grab my baseball bat. This was too easy.

They're shrinking back, but I can tell they know they won't make it out of here alive.

I slam it into each of their heads in turn, bodies crumpling on impact.

Now, if I hang them from the ceiling, it'll look like a suicide.

I pull them to the center of the room and I'm just picking up the rope when I hear a scream.

Oh no.

I whip around, and there's my Sunshine.

Staring at Remus and Janus.

Then staring at me.

"You killed them."

Well there's no point hiding it now.

"No, not yet. But soon."

I begin to move towards him.

"With them out of the way, we can be together forever, and they can't get in our way."

My Sunshine pushes me away.

My Sunshine.

Pushes.

Me.

Away.

"You're insane!"

He did not just say that.

He begins to move away from me, towards the stairs.

He's running away.

Oh no he's not.

I reach down and grab the biggest knife I have.

"If I can't have you.." I call, throwing the knife after him.

It lodges into his head and he falls to the ground, dead on impact.

I walk over, pulling the knife from his skull.

"Then no-one can."

I lean in, though I know he can't hear me, wherever his spirit's gone to.

"You're mine."