Left & Right brain (logicality)

Should I try? Part 4

*Virgil's POV*

I sunk into the floor not wanting to stay. Its...its come back. I know that we became 'friends' but I can't break my habits so easily. I don't think I can tell them that my depression is back. I mean, I still never told them about the cuts because well, I'm anxiety. They know about the 'anxiety', but they don't need to know about the... darker thoughts. Sighing, I continue towards Patton's room. I stop in my tracks, greeted by an.. Odd sight? I guess you can phrase it that way. Logan was in front of Patton's door, hand poised to knock. But... why? Logan hates Mor. They always fight; work against each other. I know Patton doesn't want to but he's not the problem. Logan shakes his head and stomps off, I hear what sounds like mumbling as he heads off. My mind shutting that away from my cares, I continue on my path to help one of the few that care about me. I open the door, not bothering to say anything 'cause that's just how it is between me and Mor.

"Hey Patton," I say

"H-hey Anx..." Patton says, his voice shaking. He looks like he's been crying; not unusual considering everything that's happened.

I slink off to sit beside him cross-legged. "Just let it out. Tell me about it okay? You know that I'm here to listen."

He takes a few deep breaths to calm down before speaking, "It keeps happening. Almost every day and I just I-I..." he hiccups and silent tears run down his already tear-stained face. I rub his back as he continues, "I hate it. So much... He just started being mean to me for no reason. And I thought that we were finally becoming good friends!" His voice quavering, he starts to whisper, "Why is it so harsh now? When you open up... you just get hurt. I used to be able to make friends so easily, but now... I don't want to. All you do is get hurt. It-it's not even worth it anymore. If it's just gonna be like this then why should I even try? Better to just be d-done with i-it." He covers his face and sobs. I try to comfort him, I'm not really good at this kind of thing but I'll do my best. For him.

I pull his hands away, "Morality. Look at me." I keep my voice quiet but firm, "I know how terrible this is. Believe me- I do. You were becoming great friends but something happened. Okay? We don't know what it was but we do know what didn't do this- you. Something happened with him to make him suddenly change his mood, but it wasn't you. You didn't do anything wrong. And.. It's not easy when you open up to people, at least not for me. But that doesn't mean you just give up. It means you keep trying to make friends, you keep trying and never give up. Okay Pat? Maybe you should just try to be friends again, like really  try. Start over again maybe, see if that works. I know you can do this alright? Just try." I let out a dry laugh. "Alright now I'm done trying to give advice. Wanna watch a movie or listen to some music?"

He lets out a shaky laugh and nods, "Movie! With snacks? Pleeaaaaseeee?"

I laugh at his goofy smile, "Sure. Pick a movie and I'll go get the goods."

He perks up at this, "YAY! THANKS VIRGIL!" He runs off to his little movie shelf and starts to look through them while I sink down into the kitchen to grab some cookies, drinks, and other junk foods. 

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