I Just Want To Be Loved...

Virgil’s mom coughed, she weakly tried to comfort her family with magic fairy lights, “don’t worry sweetie, we’ll find each other in the afterlife.” “Mom, please, don’t make it harder for yourself.” 6 year old Virgil cried, he couldn’t believe that after all of the treatments that the doctors said would help her. That after all the money dad spent, mom was still going to die. Dad just sat in the corner, his dark aura was starting to show on regular eye level. “Dad? Do you want to talk to mom?” “No, I can’t bear to see her like this.” His father was crying, Virgil ran over and gave him a hug. He also started to wonder if his father wanted to join her. “Dad?” “What’s wrong bud?” “Do you… wanna try the treat-ment again?” “I do bud, but it’s too late.” They heard rapid beeping, “mom!” “Goodbye… my darlings…” She flatlined, the doctors tried to bring her back, they couldn’t. A few months went by, his father had been working non- stop. He called his brother to take care of Virgil. He did the opposite, practically making sure Virgil was never okay. His father wasn’t around enough to notice. Then one morning, Virgil had a nightmare that he was visiting his mother’s grave and his father’s grave was right beside it. He woke up and ran to his father’s room, and there he was. Stabbed… His hand on the knife that was driven straight into his chest. Virgil almost never left the house. His uncle made sure he ate once a week and couldn’t be bothered to pay school tuition. He felt closed off, numb… as if only pain could get to him. Once Virgil turned 16, he got his full inheritance. The wealth, the house, mom’s book collection, and the Nightgray family collection that was added to by each generation. Mom’s book collection held a lot of info he missed out on from not being in school, he learned a lot from it.