Vent Fic
I’m not good at editing and I’m really bad with grammar. So, sorry in advance. @darknightvirgil Andy, I’m really sorry for letting you down this really isn’t good writing (I’m young, I still have a lot of progress to do and that’s awesome), hope you enjoy
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Roman has written his entire life.
From the moment at school when they taught him how to write sentences, he wove stories a pen in hand and a mind full of eagerness.
In elementary school his stories were badly written, the plot was cliché and the character was a perfect hero who always saved the day. Because that was what he wanted to be when he would grew up, a hero for every land and kingdom. A land that may be ruled by powerful kings or must be saved from bandits, thieves or murders (it never came to his mind that also the hero, who murdered countless baddies, was a murder).
That was also the time he began reading.
He loved those worlds full of hope, where the line between good and bad was so distinct (because no matter what he did he couldn’t see his bullies as absolutely bad, because they also cared for what they loved, just like him) and where you could be whoever you wanted.
That was why he loved being a Gryffindor so much, everything was clearer and he was the hero.
Then middle school arrived and he closed himself in his books and his writing. Losing himself, trying to forget who he was and how different he felt from his peers.
His stories had become tragic; the hero (it always was a hero, full of hope that would get shattered, because that was what he felt like) would see his world crumble before him, without being able to change anything. Letting him feel worthless and empty.
That’s until Virgil came stomping in, cursing like a sailor, with his sarcastic and blunt personality. He never did change much from that boy that punched a bully a head taller than him because he bullied Roman (although he did become taller).
Slowly Roman started appreciating himself.
With the start of Highschool they became a trio, Virgil, him and Logan. Logan was different from the both of them, he acted like he was expected to act, perfection in his every action (“I have to be perfect, or else I’ll be different!” Logan once screamed, during sophomore year. Roman doubted that when Logan crumbled before he was referring to their project).
Highschool also helped him discover his love for Theatre. Acting, he discovered, was another way to escape and he loved every second of it.
He began writing in a script format, and although it was hard at the beginning he got the hang of it. By the end of the five years, they performed one of his plays (he had cried at the end of their performance, but he didn’t conceal the tears, the emotions). The hero main character disappeared, and humour helped with the most tragic of stories.
The three of them weren’t ready for College (no matter how much Logan had planned and stressed).
He didn’t drop writing scripts, however, he did start to write paragraphs (and descriptions of even the most futile things) again. He began experimenting with his writing, longer stories, different scenarios and every once in a while his beloved hero would return (more complex this time, because he knew heroes could cry).
Life carried on.
They finished College (so many coffees and venting stories) and began working.
Logan and Virgil began dating (they still acted the same, though, around him).
Also Roman began dating people. Nevertheless it was when Patton arrived that his writing changed once again.
Love stories had always been tricky for him. Wanting to depict true love but also how complex it was to find someone that would willingly pass their life with you (he always tried to add that everyone was whole alone and didn’t need someone who would complete them, however the result was a life lesson more than a love story).
And maybe it was thanks to Patton that a year later after getting together “Sash for the Prince” could be found in bookstores.
