Sanders Sides One Shots

All In Your Head

*Warning-Depressive Episodes, Self Hate, and Swearing*

"Breath. Just a breath. Calm down. It'll be fine.

  No, it won't they hate you.

They don't hate you, you're overreacting.

But they'll hate you for overreacting then.

That's not what I was getting at.

But that's what's going to happen.

Just shut up both of you. 

Don't cry it'll be fine.

It won't be fine. You've ruined everyone's night by running off like that.

Do you really think so?

I know so.

Don't listen, it'll be fine, you just need to calm down and go back out there. They're worried.

Oh, no I don't want them to worry about me.

Because you don't deserve their kindness," All these thoughts swarmed in Anxiety's head.

"Anx, are you ok?" Logic asked concern for the other one clear in his tone.

"I'm fine, just leave me alone," Anxiety snapped.

"Look what you did. He's going to hate you know.

No, he's not, he always tells you he loves you.

He's just lying to make you feel better," as the thoughts grew louder and louder Anxiety felt like he was drowning. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you," he whimpered, curling into himself. 

"It's fine. I'm not mad," Logic assured him.

"He's lying to you.

Stop it this isn't helping anyone!

Oh look, even the voices inside your head are mad at you, you really fucked up this time." more tears, the feeling of drowning growing stronger and stronger.

"It's ok love, I'm right here, and I'll be here as long as you want me to," Logic said resting his head gently on Anxiety.

"Promise?" was the whispered question, Anxiety's voice breaking on that one question that had the power to help him or destroy him.

"Promise," Logic repeated.

They stayed like that for a long time. Anxiety trying to find away to breath and stop drowning in his own thoughts, and Logic acting like an anchor tying his love to the world as it truly was and not as the demons that haunted his mind made it.