It's Not Perfect, It's Love - Prinxiety

The Mistake

~Thomas' POV~
Finally done. I smile as I finish editing my latest video. Im about to post it when there's this nagging feeling in the back of my mind.

What if they don't like it? What if it's not entertaining enough? What if they hate it? What if they hate me?

I brush the thoughts aside, annoyed. I click the upload button then head to my room. I need to have a chat with someone.

"ANXIETY!!" I call once inside my room. Said boy appears, pretending he has no idea why he's here.

"What do you want?" he asks snarkily.

"Can I have ONE day where you don't make me worry about every little detail?!?! Or at LEAST let me get a good nights rest?!?" I ask irritatedly.

"Don't blame me. I'm just doing my job." he defends.

"Well maybe you could do it a little less!" I growl.

He sighs as he sinks down. Ugh... He just gets on my nerves sometimes... I shake my head as I walk out to the kitchen. I start to make a sandwich when I notice something out of the corner of my eye. I take a closer look and realise what it is...

A bottle of anxiety pills.

I remember that my Aunt got me them some time ago but i never took them. I picked up the bottle and examined the label.

Take twice a day, every day.
Should take effect anywhere frome 30 min to an hour.

I could never take these... could I? He is annoying sometimes... But he's a part of me! Well I would only have ta take one, ya know, to teach him a lesson. But what if something goes wrong? Take one, what's the worst that could happen.

My thoughts compete with each other until I finally give in. I open the bottle and pour a pill into my hand. I pop the pill in my mouth and wash it down with water.

What's the worst that can happen? It'll probably just shut him up for the rest of the day. I need the break anyways.

I finish making my food as I wait for the pill to kick in, leaving the bottle open on the counter.

~~Meanwhile~~
~Anxietys' POV~

I sigh as I sink back into Thomas' mindscape. I appear in my bedroom and fall back onto my bed. I know the others don't like me, heck, they're even scared of me at some points, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. I hate getting yelled at. It makes me... well.. Anxious. Not like that's a surprise or anything. I remember nights where they would yell at me, then I'd come to my room and have a panic attack until I pass out. None of the others know any of this happens though.. And why would they? It's not like they'd care. When have they ever cared? I can't remember the last time anyone has been truly nice or happy to see me.

I push those thoughts out of my head and pick up my guitar, one of the few things that calm me down. I strum a little tune that somehow turns into an actual song. I have no clue what song it is, but it sounds nice so I keep playing.

I finish the song and write down the chords so I will be able to play it again later. I've found that I do this a lot. I would start playing and end up writing a song. They never have lyrics though. I'm not exactly the best at creating lyrics but I guess I'm decent at making music. I have to admit, it would be nice to hear one of my songs as a finished product, with words and everything, but I'll never be able to find someone who'd be willing to help me...

I hear a knock at the door. I set down my guitar and head over to the door, opening it to find Morality on the other side.

"Hey kiddo, me and the others are gonna watch a movie or two if you wanna come join us!" he says while smiling. I can tell it's not sincere though. They may not like me but they still invite me to things. Why, I have no idea, but they do.

I decide I'm down to watch a movie and tell him that I'll be out in a minute. He says 'okay' and heads out to the commons.

I grab my phone and slide it into my back pocket before exiting my room and following the direction Morality went.

Why do I have a feeling something bad is about to happen?

~A/N~

Omg hey guys!!! I am so happy to be writing this book. I was inspired by FrancesLeaningvlogs book 'Anxiety Please Stay' and recommend that you go check it out. I thank them so much for letting me borrow their concept for this book and I cannot wait to see how you like this book! Peace out my guardian angels!!

~Angel