not worth it (LAMP ship. Sander sides human AU/ soulmates AU)
written by Orpheus Bellamy
sander sides human AU. basically whatever your soulmate wright on themselves, also show's up on you, also you feel your soulmates pain and emotions. Virgil, Logan, Patton, Roman. this time I will actually update daily
Last Updated
05/31/21
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4
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I made another shity decision
Chapter 2
It was about 10:00 AM by the time I made it back to my apartment. After McDonalds I had the first shift at Walgreens, then I had an interview at Dunkin Doughnuts. I spent whole time thinking about that cute gay nerd. So by 10 I was exhausted, and in no mood for what was about to happen. I entered the apartment and saw Remus sitting at the table, talking to a muscular guy wearing skinny jeans and a red tank top. Oh great. I had forgot. Remus Invited his brother over to spend the day here. I tried to make way quietly up the stairs without being noticed. but,
"Oh hi Virgil!" shit. "Why don't you grab me and my Brother two beers from the fridge." I knew I had no choice. if I didn't do what he said, he'd simply make my life hell for the next week. so I turned around and walked across the room and took two beers from a small, dirty fridge. "Thank you Virgil." I nodded and started to head up to my room. "No Virgil. I want you to say here." sighing, I turned around and took a seat at the table. "Virgil I don't think you met my brother Roman before have you?"
"No."
"Well then its about time you two were acquainted. Roman, meet Virgil. Virgil meet Roman." I looked up at Roman. he had brown hair and blue eyes. his face had strong features. there was no other word for it, he was hansom. It was obvious by looking at him that he was used to a fine, well kept life style.
"Hello Virgil. It is so nice to finally meet you!" talk about dramatic. this guy stood up and bowed deeply with a wave of his hand.
"uh-hi." I don't do dramatic. Roman looked slightly disappointed, but said nothing and sat down.
"Virgil here is quite the hard worker," says Remus, slapping my back a bit to hard. "How many jobs do you have now?"
"um, 4," I mumbled. I knew why he was doing this. he loved making fun of me infront of people.
"Ha! and yet he can still barely pay his share of the rent." I tried to sink as far back into the chair as I could.
"How brave of you dear Virgil. you work so hard and gain so little. surely that is not so?" yeesh. Roman sure has a thing for weird extravagant wording.
"I guess." wow. second cute guy of the day and once again, I could barely string a sentence together.
"well if there is any thing I can do then just tell me."
"no. I-I mean thanks but no. I've got it." I stood up from my chair and stumbled over to the stairs while stammering nonsense at this handsome guy. "I'm just going to go to my room now." they just looked at me. so I ran up the stairs and slammed the door to my room. I collapsed on my bed and burred my head in my pillow. I was so fucking stupid. I met two cute guys and made a fool out of my self infront of both of them. great. I felt in my pocket for my small switchblade. I promised my self I wouldn't use it. I promised my soulmates I wouldn't use it. But its a shity kind of day for making shity kind of decisions. So I rolled up my left sleeve and sliced a thin line right below my elbow. a sharp pain spread through my arm from where the knife touched. the pain calmed my brain. and as I brought the blade down again, I momentarily forgot about my shity life, and how I'm worth less then a dead fly. and i let the pain consume me.
"Oh hi Virgil!" shit. "Why don't you grab me and my Brother two beers from the fridge." I knew I had no choice. if I didn't do what he said, he'd simply make my life hell for the next week. so I turned around and walked across the room and took two beers from a small, dirty fridge. "Thank you Virgil." I nodded and started to head up to my room. "No Virgil. I want you to say here." sighing, I turned around and took a seat at the table. "Virgil I don't think you met my brother Roman before have you?"
"No."
"Well then its about time you two were acquainted. Roman, meet Virgil. Virgil meet Roman." I looked up at Roman. he had brown hair and blue eyes. his face had strong features. there was no other word for it, he was hansom. It was obvious by looking at him that he was used to a fine, well kept life style.
"Hello Virgil. It is so nice to finally meet you!" talk about dramatic. this guy stood up and bowed deeply with a wave of his hand.
"uh-hi." I don't do dramatic. Roman looked slightly disappointed, but said nothing and sat down.
"Virgil here is quite the hard worker," says Remus, slapping my back a bit to hard. "How many jobs do you have now?"
"um, 4," I mumbled. I knew why he was doing this. he loved making fun of me infront of people.
"Ha! and yet he can still barely pay his share of the rent." I tried to sink as far back into the chair as I could.
"How brave of you dear Virgil. you work so hard and gain so little. surely that is not so?" yeesh. Roman sure has a thing for weird extravagant wording.
"I guess." wow. second cute guy of the day and once again, I could barely string a sentence together.
"well if there is any thing I can do then just tell me."
"no. I-I mean thanks but no. I've got it." I stood up from my chair and stumbled over to the stairs while stammering nonsense at this handsome guy. "I'm just going to go to my room now." they just looked at me. so I ran up the stairs and slammed the door to my room. I collapsed on my bed and burred my head in my pillow. I was so fucking stupid. I met two cute guys and made a fool out of my self infront of both of them. great. I felt in my pocket for my small switchblade. I promised my self I wouldn't use it. I promised my soulmates I wouldn't use it. But its a shity kind of day for making shity kind of decisions. So I rolled up my left sleeve and sliced a thin line right below my elbow. a sharp pain spread through my arm from where the knife touched. the pain calmed my brain. and as I brought the blade down again, I momentarily forgot about my shity life, and how I'm worth less then a dead fly. and i let the pain consume me.
