Here is Chapter 6 all planned out in my Geography class today, I hope that it is at least half enjoyable.
Scott moved slowly towards Virgil's door, though he was pretty certain that Virgil knew he had followed him. After all it had always been like this, when one of his Brother's got upset or stormed out of a room in rage (usually Virgil), Scott would follow.
His plan was to first see how Virgil was feeling, once he'd worked that out he would know how far to push him for the information he wanted to know.
Arriving Scott quietly, but loud enough to be audible on the other side, knocked on the door. "Virg, you in there? Open up it's me"
"Go away Scott!" Virgil huffed from the inside.
"That's not nice is it? I just want to talk to you, no one else is here I promise... just you and I?"
There was silence beyond the door that Scott assumed was Virgil debating whether or not to let him enter.
A few moments later he saw the door open slightly. "What do you want?" Virgil demanded.
"You to let me in" Scott pushed the door open and stepped in uninvited. Virgil closed the door and turned to glare at Scott. "You could have waited!"
He shook his head, "you were taking far too long".
Virgil sighed and walked back over to his bed, sitting down he placed his head in his hands and began to speak.
"What do you want to know?"
"What do you think?" Scott questioned positioning himself on top of Virgil's desk with his feet resting handily on the nearby chair.
"There's nothing to know really, just some... just some girl I met..." Virgil stammered ever so slightly as though he was holding something from Scott.
Said person raised his left eyebrow. "You can't lie to me Virg, I'll see right through it." He now looked by up to his brother expectantly.
Virgil sighed in annoyance once again, "fine! But, you have to promise you won't tell anyone... not yet".
Scott nodded to confirm he agreed then signaled for Virgil to begin.
He took a deep breath before starting his story, "do you remember when we were called out to London to deal with that hostage situation?"
Scott nodded.
"Well after we had cleared that I stayed in London for a couple of days didn't I? That's where I met Oli..."
Scott frowned, "Oli, as in Olivia?"
Virgil instantly looked up and stared into his brother's eyes, after pausing for a brief moment he shook his head.
Scott was stunned, "Oliver?" He questioned unbelievably.
"Yes, I never knew... well I thought you know, I liked the opposite sex. I may still do, it's just the moment I saw him, I didn't really think about it anymore," Virgil explained.
"So then, you are Bisexual?"
Virgil nodded nervously before glimpsing up to Scott to see his reaction.
Scott moved over to where Virgil was currently sitting and kneeled down in front of him. Placing his hands on his Brother's shoulders so that their eyes were level he began to speak softly, "Virg... Did you honestly think that this would bother me? Is this why you didn't mention anything?"
Virgil nodded.
"How long did you wait until, you know... you engaged in... um..."
Virgil blushed when he realized what Scott was referring to as he mentally calculated the days in his head. "About 10 days..."
Scott's eyes widened in shock, "that's a bit soon isn't it!"
"Not that I know, it's quite a while actually when you think about it..."
Scott threw his hands over his face and mumbled something along the lines of, 'Oh my God, my brother is a whore...'
Virgil laughed slightly before correcting his earlier statement. "No I was just kidding Scott, yes that was pretty early but, how long do you usually wait?" He looked up expectantly at his older brother for some advice.
Now it was Scott's turn to be embarrassed, "that's a bit personal don't you think?"
" I told you!" Virgil immediately objected.
"It depends, it's not like I have much opportunity though is it? I've never actually had a serious relationship Virg". Scott admitted sadly.
"I guess, so are you..." Virgil was cut off mid sentenced by his older brother.
"I'm 24 Virgil! I gain my pleasure from hookers thank you very much.".
Virgil scrunched up his face, "that's a bit foul isn't it?"
"It gives me what I need," Scott replied shrugging his shoulders.
Virgil shook his head sympathetically, "you could have it so much better. So is that all you wanted to question me about, my sex life?"
"No!" Scott automatically denied, "I wanted to see if you were okay. That was pretty intense back there".
"Well, I'm fine anyway. But if I see Gordon I swear I'm going to kill him..."
Scott nodded understandably, "does that mean you want me to go then?"
"No, I... I need to ask a favour of you..."
"Go on?" Scott urged his brother to continue.
"Do you think you could speak to Father for me?"
Scott noticed the 'Father' rather than 'Dad' emit itself from Virgil's mouth, he must still be pretty angry with him. "Sure, what do you want me to say to him?"
"I need to go and see Oil, the last time was 2 months ago." Virgil looked to his brother hopefully. "I thought maybe if you asked him, he would let me"
Scott sighed, "I don't know how you figured that... but I'll do anything for you, you know that right?"
Virgil nodded before smiling at his brother lovingly. " I love you Scott"
Scott rolled his eyes before gently messing up Virgil's soft brown locks. "Don't start all the mushy stuff with me Virg..."
Virgil mocked being offended and turned his head. Scott chuckled and turned his brother's head so that he was facing him, "just joking Virg, I love you really".
"I know you do".
"Well I'm going to get some exercise done before I turn into a fat old man, then I'll get a shower... then talk to Dad. Is that okay with you?" Scott questioned.
"Sounds fantastic," Virgil assured. As Scott nodded and began on his way to the door Virgil added, "Oh and Scott?"
"Yes?"
Virgil grinned mischievously, "your already a fat old man".
Scott narrowed his eyes playfully before putting his fingers up to his musical brother in a rude gesture, "see you later lover boy".
Scott had just finished his shower, after hastily drying his hair and pulling on some decent clothes to walk about the house in he proceeded downstairs to confront his Father.
Unsurprisingly he discovered his Father in the same spot as before, only this time no one else was in the room with him.
Jeff barely acknowledged his eldest son as he sat down on the sofa adjacent. "Dad?"
Now he did, looking up Jeff snapped out of the deep thought he was lost in just moments ago.
"Yes son?"
"I need to ask you something... for Virgil"
Jeff had a feeling he already knew what it was.
"Would it be possible for him to visit the mainland, if only for a few days?"
"Your brother is one of my best pilots, I need him" Jeff explained.
"Dad! You have Gordon and Alan, you have me! Surely you can spare just one?" Scotttried to reason with his Father.
Both men sat in silence as Jeff thought about the request. "Fine, you can take him in the jet tomorrow. He is permitted to one day only though" Jeff finally decided.
"But Dad..." Scott began to protest when he was interrupted.
"That will be all Scott, I have made my decision. There have been numerous rescues over the past few weeks and I cannot risk allowing one of my pilots a break at the moment".
Scott nodded, there was no use in arguing, his Father had made up his mind. Just as he stood to leave his Father stopped him.
"Did you ask him about this girl?"
Remembering his promise to Virgil he nodded as to not reveal the fact that it was actually a male.
"Olivia, she sounds like a nice girl from what I've been told." Scott covered up the fact.
Jeff nodded, he only wished that Virgil would talk to him about these things rather than Scott. But was he really to blame for their relationship as Father and Son?
"Goodnight Dad, sleep well" Scott quickly told his Father who returned similar words, before he stepped up the stairs and away from the Living room.
The next day Virgil awoke early with the excitement of knowing that in a few hours he would be seeing Oli again. Although when he arrived at the Breakfast table his mood changed dramatically. When he entered the room all of the occupants turned to stare at him, bar Scott who was too busy savoring the taste of his morning coffee.
"Good morning," Virgil greeted his family before taking a seat.
Murmurs in reply were heard from each person as the tension lessened and everyone turned their attention back to eating.
"So, your going to visit your girlfriend today Virgil?" Jeff questioned in a somewhat fatherly voice.
Virgil dropped the toast he had picked up and glared at his two youngest brothers who were sniggering opposite him. Why did his Father insist on doing that?
"Yes Father I am," he replied shortly taking a small sip of his coffee.
"So Olivia, what interests does she have?"
Immediately after hearing the name 'Olivia' mentioned Virgil turned his gaze upon Scott who shrugged apologetically. He couldn't really blame him though, what other female name could Oli be short for? He just loathed the name Olivia...
"Oh well, she enjoys Art and Music... you know, the same sort of stuff as me," he informed politely.
"That's good son, so you are compatible then?"
Virgil was getting irritated with this subject now whether or not his brothers seemed to find it entertaining. He was also sure he could see a small smirk making itself noticeable on Scott's face, which was slightly hidden from view due to the newspaper he was currently reading.
"Yes we are fine together Dad."
His Father nodded before looking up to Scott, "what time are you two boys planning on leaving then?"
"Whenever Virg is ready," Scott answered looking towards Virgil expectantly.
"Two hours okay?" Virgil questioned.
"Super," Scott confirmed whilst he gazed upon the newspaper, funny the way he never seemed to make it past the third page...
Virgil was irritating Scott terribly, they had been aboard the family jet for just 10 minutes and Virgil had not stopped fidgeting since. Whether he was cracking his knuckles, clicking his tongue, stamping his feet, playing with his seatbelt or any other of the annoying habits he was performing, they were beginning to get annoying.
"Are you nervous or something?" Scott asked quickly.
"A little..." Virgil replied honestly looking over to Thunderbird 1's pilot. "It is just going to be quite awkward when I get there, having not seen him for a while".
Scott nodded in understanding, "don't worry about it too much. You said you loved him right?"
"I think so".
"Then everything will be fine." Scott affirmed casting a warm smile in his younger brother's direction.
Did Virgil mention how much he admired Scott sometimes?
They arrived in England not too much later, they had arranged to land and have a taxi awaiting so Virgil could be picked up.
"So you'll remember to come here tomorrow at 9:30am?" Scott checked.
"Yes Scott for the 10,000th time, yes." He groaned pulling his luggage out of the jet and hauling it onto his back.
"Alright, I was just making sure. I don't want to turn up to find no one here now do I?"
Virgil shook his head.
"Well I guess I'll see you later then, now you have a nice time."
"I will, thanks for everything Scott".
"Don't worry about it Virg, I'll catch you later, call me if you need anything".
Scott waved goodbye one last time before stepping back into the jet at the same time as Virgil opened the door to his taxi.
Once the taxi had started the journey to Virgil's chosen destination he pulled out his cell phone and began dialing the number of Oliver's house.
"Hello?" A gruff voice answered.
"Hey baby!" Virgil greeted enthusiastically.
"Oh hey Virg, what you doing?"
"I'm in London at the moment," he replied happily.
"You are?"
"Yes, about 5 minutes away from your apartment to be more precise".
"You got my Email then?" Oliver's voice held a hint of sadness.
"Yes, and I'm sorry Oliver, things are difficult. But you have to understand that, I would never be ashamed of you".
"Sometimes I doubt that..." Oli whispered quietly.
"What?" Virgil asked not quite catching the last words spoken.
"Oh nothing, so hey I'll see you in a minute then?"
"Sure. See you then, love you!" Virgil claimed happily.
"Yes, youalso Virg."
When Virgil had first arrived at the apartment he noticed that Oliver had changed slightly. His natural brown hair had been dyed to an electric blue colour and he had a rougher look to him than normal, almost as though he had been drinking.
Though he soon got over this and things were back to the way they were before, that is until they were walking home from the Restaurant they had went out for dinner in.
Back on Tracy island the boys had been called out to a Volcanic Eruption in Iceland. These weren't rare of course as the land there was quite active, but you would still expect people to take more precautions. If there was anyone within the danger perimeter at the time of the eruption there was not a good chance of them living. Still though International Rescue were required to aid the people just outside the perimeter line and give a hand evacuating the area.
In brief the rescue was smooth and laid back, Alan caused a few disruptions when disagreeing with one of Scott's commands though, which didn't turn out so nicely.
Other than that small disobedience, the mission went as well as could have been expected and the boys were soon on their way back home for some well deserved dinner that their Grandmother had undoubtedly prepared for them.
Virgil was surprised when Oliver reached out to him and pushed him into a nearby wall, a little warning would have been nice. Just as he was about to say something Oli growled angrily at him to be quiet and forced his lips upon Virgil's.
Right after themoment they made contact they were released as Virgil forced Oliver away from him. "What the hell has gotten into you?" He demanded to know.
"What? You think you can just leave me completely alone for two whole months and then come back without giving me a decent reasonor apology?"
"I told you, things are hard. That doesn't change the fact that I want to see you!"
"That's not good enough Virgil", Oli once again resumed his dominant position of leaning over Virgil, his height giving him the advantage.
Virgil was beginning to get frightened, glancing nervously around he saw that they were alone behind a row of old houses, in almost complete darkness that was dimly lit by a few streetlights.
His attention was brought back to the current situation when he felt someone pulling on his shirt trying to get it off.
"Oli! Stop it, why are you doing this?" Virgil once again moved his hands to push Oliver away from him, though this time they were taken in a strong grip and held behind his back.
"You are going to be quiet, and then you are going to do whatever I wish of you, understood?"
Virgil shook his head vigorously, there was no fucking chance he was going to allow anyone to tell him what to do. That job was reserved for his Father only.
In a haste movement Virgil had ducked down causing Oliver to lose his balance, thus giving Virgil the opportunity to pull his arm around into an arm lock up against his back.
Oliver shrieked in agony at the unexpected turn of events, "I'm going to hurt you once I get out of this you fucking bitch!" Oliver threatened dangerously.
Though slightly afraid of Oli's threats he chose to ignore them whilst he thought of what to do. He was pretty sure he could outrun Oli, that would be the better option, why risk a confrontation?
Quickly deciding he snapped his right foot out connecting with the back of Oliver's leg, the moment it connected he heard the satisfying click that confirmed the knee cap was out of place, securing his chances of escape. As Oliver dropped to the ground Virgil took his chance and ran.
After he had taken the short trip back to Oliver's apartment to retrieve his belongings at rocket speed he stepped outside into the cold night air. Now what? He was freezing, lonely and scared. What if he came back to get him? Willing himself not to start crying Virgil pulled out his mobile phone.
Scott grumbled sleepily as he was rudely interrupted by the annoying sound of his phone ringing.
Why did he even bother switching it on at night?
Feeling along the surface of his bedside table his hand grasped the small piece of technology. Noting that the caller was Virgil he pressed the button to answer it. The moment he heard Virgil's worried voice he knew that something was wrong.
"Hey Scotty," Virgil greeted trying his best to sound as happy as he was earlier that day.
"What's wrong, what happened?" Scott immediately demanded.
Virgil smiled to himself, what had caused him to believe that Scott would fall for this anyway?
"Scott... I need, I need you to come and get me," Virgil explained his voice cracking ever so slightly as he reached the end of his sentence.
"Are you okay?" Asked Scott worriedly already standing up and pulling out some clean clothes from his wardrobe.
"Yeah I'm just a bit freaked out you know." Virgil tried to explain calmly.
"No I don't, now what happened?" Scott wondered, all the while scalding himself for being so blunt.
"Oli, he tried to kiss me..."
Scott took the phone away from his ear and pulled and expression similar to one he would when checking to see if Alan had answered his Maths homework correctly; confused with a hint ridiculously.
"What do you mean? Isn't that what boyfriends are supposed to do?"
Virgil also hated Scott for making him explain himself sometimes...
"I think he wanted more than that Scott, he was going to force me into it... and he wouldn't stop yelling."
Scott stood frozen before anger towards Oliver overwhelmed him. "Where are you now Virgil?"
"Outside his house..." He replied quietly.
"And him!" Scott demanded.
"I'm not sure, probably about a few blocks away... I just want you to come and take me home Scott", Virgil informed with tears threatening to fall.
Scott's face was etched with concern for his brother as he quickly scribbled down a note in the event a rescue be called. Sure, he would be in a lot of trouble if that happened. But this in itself WAS a rescue.
"It's okay Virg, everything is going to be okay. I need you to call a taxi and head down to the place I dropped you off today okay? Once you get there I want you to wait safely inside until I arrive, and do not talk to any strangers!" Scott explained giving out clear instructions.
"How long will you be?" Virgil asked worriedly.
"Do you need me there?"
"Yes," Virgil replied quietly.
"Then I will be there before you can say 'Thunderbirds are go' ".
Terribly sleepy now after writing this out, I know things went a little WOOSH in this chapter didn't they? But I didn't really like that Oli character, Virgil is far too good for him. So I had to get rid of him some way didn't I? I realized after writing this that the dramatic change of Oli's personality was clearly evident, I figured that all along he wasn't who Virgil had believed him to be. Then again, maybe I should have written that down in the actual chapter...
Anyways send me some feedback or any advice on anything good or bad that I'm doing with this work of fiction if you can be bothered, I would really appreciate it :D
Laterz fellow writers.
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