Please Explain

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by NegativeAF

by NegativeAF

Virgil's P.O.V.

"Uh...... Uh.........Uh........"

"Well?" asked a confused and furious Roman

"Uh.... you see..... well um.... I" I was lost for words. I couldn't move. " Well what do you care anyways? Not once have any of you done or said anything to see if I was fine. You get me to eat because you're scared of loosing me? Well, what if I wanted to find peace in death? Did any of you ever think of that?" I couldn't contain myself anymore. I couldn't hold in any more emotions.

" You're right, Virgil. We didn't think about that. But.......... we didn't want to think about that. We don't want to loose you." Roman said "I don't want to loose you. Not now, not ever. I promise for now on that I will protect you from the demons that lurk in your thoughts." he said placing his hand on my cheek.

"But I'm a disorder. It's all I've ever been. Thomas had a choice to get rid of me. Why didn't he?" I asked moving away from Roman.

"It's b-beca-a-ause I didn't w-want him t-t-to. Everyth-thing des-s-serves life." Morality choked out.

I did that to him. I made him cry.

" I thought it would be nice to have someone else around besides these guys" Said logan who is currently trying to comfort Patton when he, himself, looks uncomfortable.

I did that to him. I put him in that position.

"I felt like there was a chance for you to be something more than who you were meant to be." Roman said walking towards me. " Nobody should be completely defined by what they made to be. " He said with sympathy in his eyes.

I did that to him. I made him waste his time on me. I made him feel bad for me. I'm a monster.

Monster. Fuck up. Worthless. Hated. Mistake. Pitiful. Ugly. Stupid. These horrible words keep flooding my mind. I keep on thinking about how true these word are. I think, and think, and think until I black out.

Roman's POV

Anx looked hysterical. He was shaking and he kept on looking at each of us. After three minutes of him pulling out his hair and screaming terrible things, he stood still, looked me dead in the eye, and blacked out. I tried waking him up but it was no use. I still wasn't giving up.

"Anx?" Nothing.

"Virge?" nothing

"Virgil?!" He started muttering something that will haunt me forever.

"Don't care.......Hate you........wish......dead.....liars.....stop living"

"I will never leave his side until he realizes how much we care about him. That is a promise" I said standing up.

"We will all help him." said Logan who has managed to stop Patton from crying.

I look back at the poor, unconscious figure next to me. " I'll take him to his bed." I said to the others. Logan nodded his head and gestured Morality to the other room. They really do care about each other. I pick up Anxiety and start walking to his room.

Once I get there, I the door is slightly open so I push it with my foot and I get in. The room is as big as I remember. I gently place Anx on his bed and take a few steps back. I look around the dim room to see that the bathroom light is still on. I walk to the bathroom to see a bucket with a rag that has blood on it. I keep on looking around the bathroom, now looking for the damn blade. I finally see it in the medicine cabinet above the sink." Isn't it funny? Something thats meant to store aiding products is storing something that causes harm." I thought to myself. I take the blade and head out of the bathroom , of course turning off the light, and walk out of Virgil's room. I wanted to get his journal, but the poor thing has been through enough. I walk into the living room and give Logan the blade and ask him to dispose of it. He walks out of the room without a word. I walk over to the beanbag and just plop myself onto it.

How did it get to this?