Virgil's POV
I awake to the sound of water and the Familiar smell of the forest. I feel stiff so I stretch and my arm hits Roman, I start to apologize, while Roman chuckles "it's alright, glad to see you're ok now." He said nodding to my foot his shirt had fallen off of my foot, and yes when I noticed that he had his shirt off I looked back at him, don't judge me. While I was staring at him I heard a "mhmm??" I look at romans face to see him staring at me "s-sorry..."
"Don't be." My stomach grumbles and I clutch my stomach in pain. "We should head inside and grab something to eat" Roman states. He picks me up bridal style I giggle when he does that, he softly chuckles and smirks "god you're so extra" i say while rolling my eyes "you love it~" Roman said looking straight ahead but smiling.

~•Time skip•~

Virgil's POV
I stare at the cereal. It was so many calories. The cereal alone was about 190, plus the milk that amounted to about... about....
wow you can't even remember how much calories are in milk?

I'm sorry

You know you shouldn't eat it. You can't. It's to much.

I take a bite of cereal

What the fuck! You fat pig! What are you doing put the damn spoon down, throw out the cereal, and puke it up! You idiot! You pig! You shouldn't have done that!

I can do what I want!

But Virgil I'm here to help you be perfect, And your failing! It's because of that Roman. You need to distance yourself from him. He'll make you fat, ugly, and he will stop you from drawing.

I snap back to reality when roman claps his hands in front of my face. I get startled and drop the spoon full, spraying cereal and milk everywhere. "Sorry Virgil I didn't mean to scare you I just.... you weren't responding when I asked you if you wanted some fruit.... you were just starring off into space..." I had stood up, looked at him. "I-I'm n-not hungry..." and with that I left to go to my room, leaving Roman to clean the mess.

Romans POV
Virgil runs off to his room, after saying he's not hungry, which is utter bull shit. I can tell he's in pain, that's how hungry he is. I grab a towel and start to clean the mess. I get lost in my thoughts, 'what if he's hurting himself right now? What if he's having a panic attack? What if he's trying to puke?' I start to panic. throwing the towel down I bolt upstairs to Virgil's room the doors locked, I pound on the door, "Virgil?!" I heard dry heaving. I pick the locks to his room and his bathroom, I walk in and see Virgil, leaning on the toilet head hanging, he looked so weak, he could barely hold himself up. I started to cry. I knew I shouldn't have cried but I couldn't help it, the sight was to sad. "Why...?" I asked, in response Virgil just started crying. I picked him up and gently lay him in my room instead. He was confused but as soon as his head hit the big blankets he fell asleep. Move his hair out of his face, then trace his cheek. I start crying. I blindly walk to my bathroom, and close the door sliding down it. I choke back tears trying to be quiet, raking my hands through my hair I try to take deep breaths, but couldn't, I couldn't breath, I start to panic even more causing my breathing to worsen. I try to get up and pace but fall because I was so dizzy from the lack of air. I now have my back pressed against the bathtub, I quickly turn around puke into it. I was dry heaving trying not to puke again, my whole body convulsing, so I didn't hear when the door opened.
"R-Roman...?"

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I'm working on a new story called heartless, it's about adults turning into zombie like monsters and kill babies, kids, and teens. They live for hearts. It's the only thing that keeps them going/alive. It's third person. And of course I'm still working on incendiary, although I don't like how I'm writing it so I might change it. and sorry their hasn't been a lot of Patton and Logan sorry!

Stay alive ||-//

Btw Stay Alive ||-// is from Twenty One Pilots In case you were wondering