Just to note, panic attacks are mentioned and described as best I can. I've never had one so please dont think to much of the discription.

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~~Roman~~

It'd been about a week since me and Anxiety had that movie marathon. We had lots of good laughs and might I say he had a magnificent smile.

During the time he looked after me, he often checked if I was okay, get me anything I needed, and (my favoutite of all) watch Disney movies with me.

All the while I'd sometimes fall asleep in his bed. He'd make room for me and he never seemed mad or irritated like I thought he'd be. I feel as though my emotions towards him have grown.

"I'm very fond of him." I cover my mouth looking around the room to see if anyone was there and over heard me. I was most definitely not supposed to say that aloud.

"Who ya talking about there, Princey?" Virgil's familiar voice came from behind me. I saw him stood, leaning against the door frame, smirking.

"Oh um..." I didnt have a clue what to say, Virge and I had been getting along well, yes, however I need to keep up my appearance. "Patton, was who I meant."

The look on his face was suprised, but I saw a shimmer of disappointment in his dark brown eyes. What could that mean? "Why's that?" He asked, almost emotionless.

"He's quirky, however he's sweet, suprisingly smart and helpful." That is genuinely what I thought of Patton. I only thought to say him instead of Logan, because Patton was looking after me today. Everyone knows I hate to be alone when ill.

"Yeah, I guess." He says as he walks to the far side of the bed and sitting next to me, on the light blue, dog emoji covered, duvet.

I fell backwards lying across the bed, staring up at the fairy lights across the ceiling. Virge joined me.

"You feeling any better then?" I smiled.

"I'm almost feeling like my fabulous self again!" It was true, kind of. I still had a massive headache, and a bad cough but I was better.

"Good." He was expressionless, as though he was in deep thought.

"Hey, emo nightmare?" I heard a slight chuckle at the name as he replied.

"Yeah, sir-sing-o-lot?" I laughed remembering that moment in one of Thomas' videos.

{flashback}~

"They already ruled me out, sir-sing-o-lot."

"Ha! I like that nickname and I'm going to use it now."

{flashback over}~

My heart filled with warmth from the memory. "Is everything okay for you? I-In like... life, I mean?"

He seemed slightly startled. "Yes." The response was bitter and plain. Without saying another word, he got up and left, almost barging into Patton on the way.

Morality was surprised, but he continued to calmly warm over with my soup, on a tray. "Is everything alright with Anxiety, kiddo?"

"I believe so." That was untrue.

"It looked to me as though he was about to cry. I must be my father senses going haywire with all the caring I'm doing for you and Thomas since he's sick now." He shook the worried look on his face and passed me the soup.

"Thank you Patton." Was all I could think to say. I truly didnt know if Anxiety was okay.

•••

"Thomas, I'm extremely sorry for passing the flu onto you. Your honour means everything and I shall be here to help!" I gave him and apologetic look.

"Thanks Roman," he sniffled into his tissue. "I should get some rest now though." I nodded and faded away as he coughed.

I casually strolled to my room in a hope to get some shut eye. Collapsing on my bed, thoughts ran through my mind.

These few weeks had been so, different. Anxiety is opening up, even told us his name, Virgil. He's been caring for me and not locked himself away as much. He even allowed me to sleep in his bed when I was acting like a child who had a bad dream.

Virgil really was a nice guy.

I couldn't stop thinking about him and had to text him, I always loved late night conversations, with anyone.

~~Virgil~~

A beep came from my phone, I came from under my duvet and wiped away my tears. I flicked on the Samsung only to be blinded by the bright light. Once I'd finally managed to turn the brightness down, I looked at the notification.

Princey: Hey, you awake? x

You: Yeah, always am 'til about 4am.

Princey: Why on earth are you even up that late?! x
Princey: Let alone every morning! x

You: Chill, drama queen.

Princey: Anyway... What's up? x

You: The ceiling xD

Our conversation lasted for hours, my tears started again when he finally left to sleep. But why did he even text me? Maybe he possibly wanted to talk to me?

Dont lie to yourself.

Who would want to talk to someone like you?

He probably heard you crying and felt bad for you.

He's kind like that.

You dont deserve someone like him.

I cried harder, my sobs were loud enough for Patton to hear them as his room is only across from mine.

It might have been 3:41 am but, he must've been awake too because a faint knock came from my door.

"Kiddo, its me Patton. Open up." I stayed still, trying to quieten my breathing in a hope he'd go away. Tears flooded out my eyes, like a broken pipe.

You're worthless.

You might be needed, yes. But you are definitely not wanted.

"Anxiety, open up. Or I'm going to count to three." His voice became firm with the hint of worry.

Stay quiet.

"One." The count had started. It was childish but it always struck a bit of fear into everyone, because it meant he was serious.

Make no sound.

Hide your pain.

"Two." I quickly attempted to rid of my tears, however they kept coming back.

Too late.

"Three." The door swung open, and Patton ran over to me, I was sat cross legged on my bed, and he threw his arms around me. I cried more.

He looked at me hope and fear in his eyes. "What's wrong, Virgil?" Tears began to brim at the edge of his eyes.

"I'll... I-I-I'll be o-okay." I said between sobs. My breathing became as bad as an earthquake. Darkness began to cloud my vision and I knew what was happening.

I rocked myself back and fouth, I could hear Patton cry out to the others who came running in.

"Virgil!? Guys! Roman! Logan! Virgil is having a panic attack! Help!" No one ever really knew what to do when this happened.

Soon enough all three sat on my bed surrounding me, trying to talk to me, but I couldn't hear them. The voices were too loud.

They dont care!

He will never love you!

No one will!

Not even yourself!

You are unwanted!

Just die already!

You make nothing better!

They all hate you!

I finally passed out.

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Awww I feel so bad! Everything's so sad, Anxiety ma baby nuuu.  ╥﹏╥

Cya :3