timeskip about half a month

          Roman's POV

     I've been doing better. Not a whole lot better, but better to the point where I'm not crying every two seconds. I still miss him a lot, but I've been {slowly} moving on. I took Thomas' advice to stop bottling up my emotions and started expressing them to Logan and Patton. It took a long time to get them all out, but they were very understanding. It took a lot out of me to start telling them, but it's been a better week than I could've ever imagined. There was a soft knock at the door, followed by a voice. "Uh..Roman? Can I come in? It's Missy..." They muttered. "It's open!" I called. Missy stepped into the room, shutting the door tightly behind him.

     "Hey, Roman...I really wanted to talk to you..." Missy whispered. "O...kay? What is this about?" I asked. "Look, it's about Anxiety..." Missy said. I felt my heart sink. "....W-What about him?" I stuttered. "Me and Pranks have noticed something about him..he'll go out of his room at odd hours of the night...so if you wanted to talk to him...that's your best shot, right there." Missy said. I took in the information, slowly processing it.

     "...Thank you...wait-if you knew this, why haven't you confronted him yourself?" I asked. "Oh...we would, but we don't wanna affect him anymore than he already has been by the whole breakup thing..." Missy's voice trailed off. I felt a wave of guilt crash over me. "Hey, it's okay! I get it, you were both angry, I don't blame you...I'm not mad..." Missy said, pulling me into a hug.

{can we all agree that we see missy and pranks as children? cause i do. like twelve. i see them as twelve...yah.}

     I hugged him back, basically thanking him. "T-Thank you...so much..." I said. He pulled away from the hug. "It was no problem..." He said with a soft smile. "I have to go now...take my advice if you want, okay?" He walked out of the room, softly closing the door behind him. God...that kid is amazing...

          Patton's POV

     It's been almost two months since Anxiety has shown his face. It's starting to really worry me. I've been trying to tell myself that it'll be okay...but I keep lying to myself. I'm still a little panicked over the whole situation, but Roman has been significantly better. That makes me feel a lot better, but if I knew how Anxiety felt, I would feel even better. I just miss him so much! It's been hard, but I don't let the others know. I don't want them to worry about me. I love them too much...

{bACK TO ANX. LETS SEE WHAT THE POOR BUD IS UP TO.

          Anxiety's POV

     I feel like I'm dying.

     I haven't eaten in almost a week, I didn't drink any water yesterday or today, my heart is going crazy, and I've been on an emotional roller coaster all week. At first it was anger, I was so angry at him and myself for what happened. Then it was confusion, I was asking myself why it happened. Now it's the emotion I'm feeling right now: Depression.

     I was so sad. I was like the damsel in distress and I desperately need my prince to save me. It's like whenever I try to exit my room, something keeps holding me back. It's like when you try to pull yourself out into the light but the darkness keeps pulling you back. That's how I feel every day. And it sucks. A lot.

     I've been drowning out my feelings with Tumblr. I've been telling myself that I'm happy and that everything is going to be fine and that he still loves me...but I lie to myself. I scrolled through tumblr, trying to choke back tears. I felt my stomach growl, if almost begging for food. It's only two in the morning...I can wait another hour...I kept scrolling through tumblr, looking through numerous amounts of fan art. It was mostly Prinxiety fan art. I didn't even bother trying to hide tears anymore. I let out a quiet sob. I wish it was still like this...

     I wiped the tears off my face with my sleeve. I shakily ran my fingers through my hair. I took off my hoodie and quietly set it down on a chair. Hmm...it's almost two thirty...I'm gonna go take a shower...

timeskip oh boy

     I sat myself back down on my bed. I definitely felt better after that. I ran my fingers through my hair. It didn't take long to dry, and with the fact that there was no water left in my hair, it wouldn't take long. I combed my hair out and I threw myself into my pile of blankets. I buried myself back into my blankets and whipped out my phone. I kept scrolling through tumblr, trying to keep my mind off of a certain someone.

     I felt my stomach basically cry out in agony. Ugh...I'm starving...I need food. Now. I glanced over at my phone clock. Almost three in the morning...just a few more minutes....I'm almost positive that nobody would be awake. I stood myself up out of my blankets and headed toward the door. What should I get? I have to think about that before I head out. Water is a must...maybe just a snack or something...nothing huge....I quietly twist open my door and silently crept out of my room. I shut the door tightly and quietly made my way over to the kitchen. Maybe I can get some chocolate or something....some water, some food, nothing major. I mean, it can't be anything major. They'll notice it disappeared. Things don't just disappear like that. It just doesn't work like that. It just doesn-

                                                            "Virgil...?"

hang

on

the

cliff.