TRIGGER WARNING : blood, gore

Virgil POV

My head was spinning.

My leg was throbbing in pain.

My mouth hurt from trying to scream.

My back hurt from being shocked with electricity so much. 

My head was lying in Emile's lap as he rubbed my back in a comforting manor.  Tears caked my cheeks.  We were curled up together on the bed, just taking comfort in each other's presence.  It's been days since I've been hugged or touched in a lovingly or comfortingly manor. 

Emile was humming softly, running a hand through my hair.  I was grateful he was here, I couldn't do this by myself.  But I don't want him here because he might get hurt.

It's difficult since I can't talk to him.  We were only able to answer in 'yes' or 'no' questions.  I tried to explain what had happened the best I could. 

I could tell Emile was terrified.  But he was trying to act tough and calm because of how hurt I was now. 

My leg was broken.  You could see the bone poking out of my skin on my left leg.  My lower leg was soaked in blood now.  We had to rip my pants to see the wound. 

Emile tried to make a brace for it, but there's only so much you can do while trapped in Corruptions room.  Emile had a collar now too, trapping him in the room with me. It looked exactly like mine except it was white and pink.

Once Corruption broke my leg, he left.  Which was good.  But he hasn't been back in a while and that makes me worried for the others. 

Corruption had stolen my body again.  But since this "house" was in the shadows, I could interact with everything still and Emile could still see me. 

Out of no where, my body was returned to me.  Oh god my head hurts.  I whimpered at the pain, burying my face in Emile's sweater. 

"Your head's bleeding."  Emile said gently, rubbing a finger over the new wound.  "I wonder what happened..."

-•-

Roman POV
I don't know what to think at this point. About Virgil. About anything.

Do I love him?
I don't think so.

Do I hate him?
I don't know.

He's been acting like a real jerk lately. I've never seen Virgil act like this. I don't want to believe that this is the real Virgil, but who else could it be?

The past few days have been an emotional roller coaster because of what Virgil had been doing.

Treating Patton like shit. Yelling at him and making fun of him. Calling him sensitive, weak, a crybaby, over emotional, dumb, and chubby. I could see how the words hurt Patton. He went back to wearing his hoodie all the time now.

He's a complete dick to Deceit and Doubt. He makes fun of Deceits snake half and goes on and on about how much he hates Deceit. He's constantly bullying Doubt, even going as far as slapping and shoving Doubt.

He's constantly picking fights with me now over some of the most stupid things. He calls me an egotistical, jerky, self centered, fake prince. He said that I was stupid for ever believing that he loved me.

He tries to make fun of Logan by calling him an emotionless robot. But Logan isn't too emotional or mentally effected by it. However he is extremely angry with how Virgil treats Patton now.

I want things to go back to normal.

Jerking me out of my thoughts, the entire mind palace started to shake. What the hell?

I got off my bed quickly, holding onto the bed post to keep myself from falling over.

It felt like an earthquake, but that doesn't make any sense. Is something wrong with Thomas?!

I made a beeline for my door, throwing it open and stepping out into the hallway.

Patton was standing in the middle of the hallway. He looked at me with wide fear filled eyes.

"Roman!" He yelled. "What's going on?!"

I quickly ran over to Patton and wrapped a protective arm around his waist. I pulled him towards the stairs with me.

Once we reached the stairs, a eye splitting ringing sound filled the mind palace.

Both Patton and I flinched heavily, covering our ears with our hands. I pulled Patton down the stairs quickly once the sound subsided.

Logan was standing at the bottom of the stairs with a worried expression. I passed the trembling Patton to him, who buried his face in Logan's chest.

"What's going on?" I asked, fear coursing through me.

"Thomas is experiencing a panic attack." Answered Logan. "A very very bad panic attack."

-•-

Corruption POV

"Hello Thomas~" I said in a sing song voice, popping up into the real world. Thomas was sitting at the kitchen table, working on video ideas.

"What do you want Anxiety?" He asked, glaring at me. I held back at laugh. It was almost too easy making all the other hate Virgil. Hell they even stopped calling him Virgil.

"I'm just here to do my job." I told him.

"Fuck off."

"I thought I wasn't the bad guy anymore," I said innocently. "I haven't done anything bad."

"Are you kidding me?" Thomas hissed, anger in his eyes.

"Nope." I said, popping the 'p'.

"You've been acting like a complete jerk lately," Thomas said lowly. "You've been hurting the others."

"So?"

"Do you have any idea how many times I've had to comfort a crying Patton this past week?" Asked Thomas. "Multiple times every day. You are tearing apart the family and hurting everyone. You are seriously hurting Patton. He can't handle all the hate."

"Don't care." I said nonchalantly, leaning against the table.

"Fuck. Off." Thomas hissed, glaring at me.

"Not until I try something." I said with a smirk. With that, I slammed my hand on the back of Thomas's neck.

Thomas stiffened instantly, panic coursing through him. I had my suspicions about being able to cause Thomas panic attacks while I controlled Virgil's body, never guessed it would work though.

"Virgil....please stop...help me..." Thomas begged, falling limply off the chair. He landed on the floor in a shaking sobbing ball. I tried not to laugh at his patheticness.

"Sorry Thomas, no can do." I laughed.

"What are you doing?!" Screamed Patton's voice. I turned to see the three light sides watching in horror.

"My fucking job." I hissed

"This is not your job!" Yelled Roman. "You are not supposed to cause Thomas horrible panic attacks!"

"Don't care."

Patton moved to help Thomas. I grabbed him roughly by the arm and pulled him towards me.

"The fuck do you think you're doing?" I growled. Patton flinched, tears filling his eyes.

"Let go of him, now." Logan said lowly, anger radiating off of him.

"Nope." I said.

"Virgil please..." Begged Patton. He looked up at me for any sign of the real Virgil. Too bad it's just me, Corruption.

I tightened my grip on Patton and started pushing fear into him. I wondered if it would work on other sides.

Patton started shaking horribly, his legs collapsing beneath him. I laughed.

"First panic attack Patton?" I asked with a smirk. "This will be fun for you..."

"Stop hurting him." Logan said, taking a step towards me.

"Nope-"

I started to say but was cut off by someone wrapping their hand around my neck. They pulled me backwards, before slamming my head forwards into the table.

Pain blossomed in my skull as I fell limply to the ground. I slipped quickly into unconsciousness.

A/N
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