(Warning: Swearing, drugs, alchohol injuries, dropping a body off, pretty much torture, basically a whole bunch of shit so please don't hate me)

(This is a couple days after the last chapter)

     (Third person)
The room was dark and heavy. It smelled of sweat, drugs, and alchohol. Virgil lay on the floor, half conscious. To say he was in bad shape was an understatement. He was covered in dry blood, alchohol, urine, and sweat from his days in captivity. Ever since his little stunt with helping "Deceit" escape, his life was turned into a living hell.

He was chained by his foot to the wall, getting very little walking space, not that he took advantage to the space much anyways. He hadn't slept in days, causing slight hallucinations.

The masked kidnapper, earlier named Jackyl, entered the room. "Evening Anxiety. Ready for another dose?" He asked, holding up a rather large syringe. Virgil could only tiredly look up at the man in front of him. "I'll take that as a yes!" He shouted happily, walking over and grabbing Virgil by the hair. He quickly yanked him up, earning a broken cry from the tortured emo. He quickly injected the drug into Virgil's neck, smirking as Virgil blacked out.

~Dream~

Anxiety sat in his bathroom, staring at his tear stained face in the mirror. The other traits were being awful that day, a day of which was supposed to be happy for the anxious side. His birthday. "Why do they hate me...?" He asked, burying his face in his hands. He couldn't bare to look at himself anymore.

The anxious man left the bathroom and his room, making his way to the Commons. "Ugh, the disorder is back" groaned one wearing black with glasses. "Just ignore it. That dark side will go away eventually." Spoke another, wearing princely attire. The third stayed silent as always, just giving dirty looks and god awful smiles.

Anxiety just frowned, completely forgetting what he came out here to do and ran back to his room. "Why me?! Why?!" He shouted, starting to tear apart his room. He wasn't crying, his tears dry for awhile now from the constant hatred towards him. He threw a chair at his door, sending it straight through. The other sides soon came to see what all the ruckus was.

The distressed boy yanked at his hair as he screamed and screamed, eyes wide and red. "Anxiety" a muffled voice said. "Anxiety!" The voice grew louder. Anxiety closed his eyes, continuing to scream.

~end~

Virgil awoke, screaming loudly. His hands entangled in his tangled hair. He was being shook by Jackyl. "Anxiety! Cut it out! You'll get us caught!" He shouted, slapping the now conscious man. "Why...? Wh-why are y-you doing this...?" Virgil said, his voice raspy and cold. "Why? You KNOW why you... You Bitch!" Jackyl yelled, pulling Virgil up amd against the wall by his neck. "I r-r-really d-dont!" Virgil managed to get out through his gasps for air amd his throbbing throat.

Jackyl dropped him, anger showing like a beautiful art piece. "YOU DID THIS! Y-YOU MADE ME THIS WAY!" The crazed man shouted at the usually anxious one. However, he was not anxious now. "HOW?! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DID I DO TO DO THIS?! WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!" He screamed, getting up off the floor and up into Jackyl's face. Jackyl went quiet, fear showing in his face.

Virgil looked rabid. Tangled hair, blood shot eyes, bloody face, bruises everywhere, and pure rage littering his emotions. He was scared of Virgil. "Y-you... You took him away from me..." The man said, voice quiet. "Who?!" Virgil said through clenched teeth. "Creativity or uhm.. Roman." The emo froze at the mention of his boyfriend's name. "He was supposed to be mine. If that damn snake face didn't get him in detention, he would have never met you!" Jackyl yelled, looking more like he was talking to himself now. "He was supposed to be mine..." Jackyl cried now, looking away from V.

Virgil was silent now, his eyes narrowed. "You mean to tell me... That you kidnapped me and my friend... OVER A FUCKING HEARTBREAK?!" Virgil was in pure anger, swinging a punch at his masked captor. The man took the hit, grunting as his nose snapped. He heald his now bloody nose and glared up at the emo. "You are going to pay for everything!" Jackyl leapt up and tackled Virgil, pinning him against the wall. He started beating the poor boy senseless, screaming and crying all the while. Virgil soon fell unconscious again from the blows, but Jackyl didn't know that.

"Sh-shit... Did I... Kill him?! Shit!" Jackyl let the anxious man go, stepping back a bit. He bit his lip, trying to think of what to do. He leaned down and dragged Virgil's body out from the basement, thanking the stars for it being so late in the night. He quickly loaded the body into the trunk of his P.T. Cruiser, getting in and driving to a deserted place deep in the middle of no where. He quickly dumped the unconscious man and drove off, panicking completely.

~Time skip to the next morning~

Anxiety woke up, groaning from the searing pain in his body. He spit out dirt, sitting up slowly. Looking around, he started to panic, getting up fast. He was hopelessly lost in the middle of no where with no memory of his actual life. His only memories were that of his drugged dreams as the personality trait Anxiety. He looked around and noticed tire tracks. He bit his lip harshly and began following the tracks.

DONT HATE ME PLEASE!

Im sorry for the depressing chapter, but uh... Virgil's free!

I hope you're enjoying this story so far and I hope your having a great day/night!

Take it easy guys, gals, and my fellow non-binary pals! Peace out!

-Marsh