Chapter 4

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Tristan's Pov

"Good morning" It was always a good morning when I woke up next to verge.

"Good morning to you to"

"I love you"

"I love you more"

"That's not possible. I'm literally depression, you would be happier without me"

"But its the exact opposite"

"What?"

"If I wasn't depressed, I would be just sad. There is no 'sad' trait. If there is no sadness, then I wouldn't have anyone to comfort me. You're always there for me.Even though you do your job, you hate it and you try to help me.That's the ironic part of this relationship,you make me happy"

"I think I actually love you more" I say, kissing him gently, "You deserve all the love in the world and more. You sure as hell don't deserve me and I shouldn't even be allowed near you"

"Oh Dee, don't talk about yourself like"

"Did you just tell depression to not be depressed?"

"Oh the irony"

"The irony of choking on a lifesaver"

"Emos forever"

"Let's go eat"

-Location change to . . .  the kitchen-

"Toast with cream cheese" I say, giving him a plate

"My favorite"

"No, our favorite" I correct, placing down another plate for me

"This is probably the best thing on the planet"

"You're the best thing on the planet"

"You're all for correcting me today"

"Shut up and eat your toast"

"Shut up or put up"

"Emos forever"

As we finished, it was time for anxiety to do his job. Thomas was about to make a video.

-Location change to . . . the real world-

I don't go into the real world often, but I was here because of verge. I don't like the real world because I might see the other traits, but I would do anything for Verge. I love him.

"What if everyone hates? What if they think you're ugly?" I hear verge say to thomas

I decide to help him. "No one wants to watch someone ugly and untalented" Verge smiles. He's always happy when he doesn't have to his job alone. 

Then, I feel some one push me against the wall. Verge screams.

"Stay away from him, you unwanted disorder" Roman shouts at me

"Wow, is that the only insult you know? It sounds a lot like what you say to Anx" I say, harshly. Being mean and cold are the only ways me and verge knew to stop ourselves from crying. I wasn't going to be weak in front of him. I run to verge's room. I hope he follows. Wait, no. I hope he stays there. I don't want him to see what I was going to do.

-Location change to . . . Virgil's bathroom-

I look under the sink. Ahh, there it is. A blue box holding my blades.  I roll up my right sleeve. I hate myself. How could I do this to anx? Roman is right, I'm just annoying disorder the anx shouldn't have. He's perfect, I'm messed up.

Knock,knock,knock. "Dee, open up. I know what you're doing"

My arm was completely coated in red. Ha, I might have gotten I a little bit carried away. Sorry, anx. "I can't, it hurts too much" Physically and mentally. I can't bear to see his face. 

"I'm coming in"

"Please don't"

"Too late" Verge broke down the door. He was crying now. "Let me clean you up'' I just nodded.

. . .

"I'm sorry"

"Oh, shush"

"Really, verge"

"Thank you"

"For what?"

"For being the only one who cared"

"But no one would have to care if you weren't depressed"

"I already talked to you about this"

"Roman is right though"

"About what?"

"I'm just an unwanted mental disorder"

"So am I, guess we're a match made in heaven"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I won't always be here anx"

"But you're here now, so lets cuddle"

"You always know exactly what to say"

"You're always right"

"Match made in heaven"

"I love you"

"I love you more
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I want a Dee in my life. They're so precious. Someone make a ship name for them. I gonna write another fic about them, no prince. But there's a prince in this one, so enjoy this while it lasts.  Well anyway, thanks for reading. Comment, vote, whatever.

-SoftxRacoon



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