Confidence

Anxious

(Trigger Warning: Panic attack)

Anxiety's POV

I sat on my bed thinking. Where did it all go so wrong? Was it 15 years ago during the incident? Or was it when I first arrived here 23 years ago? Either way I'm a screw up who can never do anything right. I can't even keep Thomas safe. Nobody needs me. Nobody wants me. Why am I even still here?

I began to shake as the temperature in my room dropped. The white began to melt off the walls turning gray, then dark gray, then black. The lights in the room dimmed. I felt like the room was getting smaller and smaller. The walls were closing in on me.

I was having a panic attack.

I got up and tried to make it to the bathroom but I stumbled over my feet and hit the wall. I slide down and landed on the ground with a thud. I can't breath. I can't breath.
I try to breath in but it feels like I'm being held under water and only drowning further every time I take a breath. Black spots blur my vision. I hear banging at the door. Then nothing. I could still hear but all I saw was blackness. I felt a warm pair of arms wrap around me and rock me back and forth, but the arms disappeared. Leaving me alone in the corner. A second later a different pair of arm wrap around me. These aren't as warm as the others but still good. I feel my self be picked up and carried before I let the darkness take over.

Romans POV

As soon as Anxiety was in my arms I ran to Patton's room with him following close behind. I placed him on the bed and tried to wake him.

"Virgil please wake up." I said to him while running my hands through his hair. I noticed he was still shivering, I went to go grab some blankets while Patton watched him.

When I came back with a mountain of blankets Virgil was holding onto Patton like if he let go he'd fall out of existence. Patton hugged Anxiety with a loving smile and a few tears threatening to spill.

"D-dad..?" Virgil whispered.

"Yeah Virgil it's me."

"P-please don't leave."

"I would never leave you,"With those words all three of us were in tears, "uh Virgil.. do you mind telling us what happened?"

"I had a panic attack." He said barely above a whisper. My eyebrows knotted together in confusion. If it was just a panic attack the why was that shadow thing there? Does it appear every time he has a panic attack. WAIT. HOW LONG HAS HE HAD PANIC ATTACKS?!

"Uh do you have panic attacks often?" I asked cautiously.

"A lot." He mumbled.

"How often?" I questioned seriousness laced in my voice.
He looked at me a shrugged his shoulders.
"Virgil please answer," I pleaded.

"At least twice a week?" He said as he got off the bed and hugged Patton thanking him for the help.
"Look Roman thanks for the help but stay out of my personal business." And with that he walked back to his room.

"How does he go from unconscious and insecure to total confidence in five seconds?!" I rant to the fatherly figure. His expression changed from happy to sad when I said confidence. "Patton you never did finish your story earlier."

He looked at me and sighed. He then began to tell his story.