Thomas Sanders Sides One-shots

In The Grip Of Depression (Part 3 )

Patton ran through the mind space, ignoring the calls from Virgil, and quickly locked himself in the room only he had the key to.

"Patton c'mon, open the door. Please?" Virgils voice came from outside as he knocked on the door but Patton ignored him and instead focused on the room he was in.

This was where Thomas's emotions were controlled by both him and Virgil but mainly him because Virgil wasn't fond of manually working with the emotions.

Usually Patton came in here to cause a big burst of positivity but he could only feel heartache and betrayal. Virgil knew he liked Logan, he'd told him that ages ago in exchange for knowing a big secret about Virgil.

Anger and jealousy started to cloud Pattons thoughts and suddenly the room flared red and started to grow uncomfortably hot as a large red muscular male appeared and started shouting. The room then flared green and a green scowling female stomped in. The two emotions bumped into each other and began to boost each other's power.

"Patt please! I promise that's not what I wanted. I was just trying to grab the alcohol off him and he grabbed me. You know I'm not strong enough to get away from him. Just... Please come out of there." Virgil pleaded through the door, his voice breaking into sobs towards the end as he felt Thomas's emotions twisting.

Patton felt himself slowly giving in until he heard a voice in his head.

"there didn't seem to be any alcohol in there when you looked though. He's just saying that to get you out of this room so he can brag about it."

Patton held a hand to his head as he felt a stabbing pain through his temple but through the sudden fuzziness he found himself agreeing with those words.

With this new thought he let a couple tears fall and two emotions sprang from the spot they fell. Sadness and doubt.

The grey and blue emotions linked arms and skipped towards where anger and jealousy were having a shouting match.

Patton felt his knees give out as the voice in his head spoke again. "Logan doesn't share your feelings, that much is clear. Looks as if you'll be forever alone with no one to cuddle with at night. That's no way to live."

Patton was overwhelmed by despair and a dark navy blue girl appeared sitting on the floor nearby.

"why would he want you over Virgil? You're too stupid to be with a smart guy like Logan. He hates you."

The voice in Pattons head hammered home it's last point and Patton collapsed into a ball, crying like he'd never cried before.

Unbeknownst to him the emotions he'd conjured had suddenly began to morph together into a black formless blob. Then from the blackness walked Preston, completely healed and ready to destroy his latest victim.

"it's alright Patton, let it all out. I'm always here for you unlike the others." he said placing a hand on Patrons back.

Patton flinched slightly at the ice cold touch but began to relax into it. He found it soothing and he craved more.

Preston had quickly thrown up a sound barrier between Patton and the door where Virgil was frantically trying to get his attention. All Patton could hear was him.

"I'll always be here Patt, a shoulder to cry on or someone to listen. I care about you" Preston murmured softly in Pattons ear and wrapped his arms around the usually cheerful trait.

Patton felt as if he'd been thrown into a bath of ice but everything quickly became numb and he leant further into the hug, his brain still fuzzy and his heart aching.

"why? Why doesn't he want me?" Patton sobbed and Preston fought down a grin. "because he doesn't see how smart you are but I can see it. You're an intelligent beautiful person who deserves better than that snobby nerd who thinks that you can't keep up with him."

Prestona voice was so gentle and genuine sounding that Patton began to agree. Wanting to see who was being so kind to him he started to turn his head.

Thinking quickly Preston pulled Pattons glasses off and whispered "I'm taking those off because I want to kiss you and show you just how amazing you are." it was all improvised rubbish but Patton seemed to believe it.

Preston forced down a laugh then planted a soft kiss on Pattons lips. Patton flinched at how cold it felt but immediately wanted more so he connected their lips again.

Preston fought a smirk and quickly began to take control of the kiss, pushing his tongue between Pattons lips and pushing him to the floor.

Patton gasped for breath and squirmed under Prestons hold but didn't attempt to escape, he was enjoying himself too much.

Preston pulled away eventually and asked "what did you think of that?"

Patton stuttered slightly before managing to gasp out "it w... Was p... P.... Perfect."

Preston smirked and ran a hand through Pattons hair, holding back a snort of amusement as he shuddered and leaned closer.

Tapping Pattons glasses with his index finger Preston made sure he would see the world through a more jaded filter and handed them back.

Patton put them on and looked at Preston with a confused face. He could have sworn he knew this person but he couldn't remember where from. He pushed the thought away and found his voice.

"you're so sweet, and a good kisser too." he said in a shy voice and Preston gave him a pleased smile.

"I aim to please. If I can help you through this situation then I promise more kisses will follow. Only if you want them though." Preston mumbled in a bashful voice and internally grinned as Patton burst out "I definitely want more kisses!"

Preston gave him a smile and hugged him, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he thought of his new plan. Virgil was still under his influence and he knew an easy way of getting to Logan if what he'd seen was true.

His idea of latching onto Patton at the last second had been a stroke of pure genius if he said so himself. He'd seen the small sliver of corruption appear as Patton stabbed him with the intent on killing him and that was all it took for him to be able to latch on and build up his strength.

The only issue now would be the Prince but hopefully when the other three broke he'd follow shortly after.

Preston could no longer hear Virgil outside the room and grinned.

In time they would learn that Depression has a way of worming its ways into the cracks of your mind and it was incredibly difficult to kill.

Uh oh what have I done? :P this story is starting to become quite long because I have so many ideas for it, would you read it if I made it a full blown story by itself? Let me know and I'll decide whether I'll stick to posting the parts here or not.