Heart Broken

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This gonna be angsty and there are gonna be wounds and blood and scars, so keep it in mind



Nico💞

You: Hey Nico! How are you doing?

Nico: I'm bussy

You: Oh really? Can you tell me more about it?

Nico: No

You: Why? Is something wrong?

Nico: Thomas, I said I'm bussy.

You: But I just want to know if everything is alright 

because I care about you

Nico: I SAID SHUT UP SANDERS

I TOLD YOU I'M BUSSY

Now stop texting me

You: ok, sorry 

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Patton heard the noise of glass shattering inside him, followed by a shot of a familiar pain in his chest. He made a great effor to hold back the tears as he gulped, hiding his pain.

"You fucked up Thomas. You fucked up badly. He told you he was bussy, but you kept going. And now he hates you," Virgil said, popping up, sitting on the back of the couch.

"He doesn't hate me..." Thomas mumbled, staring at his phone.

"Yes he does. He hates you because you wouldn't stop bothering him," Virgil insisted.

"He has a point," Remus added, "I mean, he definetevely hates you now. And now you are going to ovethink this all day. How about I make you remember all the times you fucked up like this so you regret even talking to him?"

"Shut up Remus. This is my job," Virgil hissed.

"I also represent Intrusive Thoughts, bitch. And not being able to stop thinking about shit like this is, therefore also in my juristinction," Remus explained.

"You should stop spending time with Jan and Lo. You are actually starting to become smart," Virgil mocked him.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Remus laughed, while Thomas sighed.

"Guys, can we concentrate on another thing? I don't want to think on how Nico now hates me," He pleared.

"But he does~" Remus leaned closer to his host.

Patton stared at the two sides bickering, but his head was lost in another place. Tears continued to acumulate in his eyes, but thankfully, Patton had mastered the art of keeping them at bay. These tears wheren't only created by the pain of seeing all this fighting, nor the grief he felt thining that maybe those two where right. No, his pain came from elsewhere. It came from the shatteing noise he had heard when Nico had screamed in the messages. That familiar sound that only ocured when things where going bad.

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