My Emo Nightmare

Crap! There's Anger

*warning this chapter contains the following: bullies, gaslighting, mentions of cutting, abusive relationships. So....it must be good right?

Anxiety was... a selfless idiot. Also different. Most traits are born. Most traits just appear in the mind once they are born. Most traits have no memories before that. But again, Anxiety was different. He had a host before Thomas. And even a host before that host. But the host before Thomas was rough. And this host's main trait was Anger.

~~~~~magical flashback~~~~

Anxiety's pov

Time to feel like crap. I thought. Anger was yelling at me again. I hated the feeling of letting someone down.

"YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BITCH! NOW THANKS TO YOU JOHN'S GIRLFRIEND DUMPED HIM!" He shouted.

"Please. If it was my fault than I guess that would also mean you're not stupid." I immediately regretted opening my mouth.

"DID YOU JUST TALK BACK TO ME?!" I knew sarcasm would get me nowhere so I shook my head and backed away.

He continued to scream at me for about 20 minutes but it felt like hours. All his hurtful words, flowing through my head. Words like "Useless, Stupid, Hope you die, Kill yourself."

I heard every word and that last one hurt. It hurt more than anyone will ever know. Because truth is, I tried. I was just to afraid too. Oh! That was another word. "Pathetic coward." Can't forget that one.

Finally, there was a knock at his door and he looked back at me. "We'll continue this later. Go." I slipped out of his room as soon as I heard him talk. Thank god he didn't hit me.

~~~in the hall of John's mind~~~

All I had to do was sneak back to my room. Only problem was that it was the second farthest room. The only room farther was Depression. I just had to make sure no one saw me. Easier said than done.

"There's the stupid little runt!" I sighed and turned around to be met with a fist to the face. I backed up and wiped some blood away. Of course it was Violence. I wanted to say something but I just knew that would make him beat me worse. Honestly? I was terrified of him. I'm actually terrified of everyone here but especially him.

"Please... don't." I asked weakly. Today was bad enough with Greed not letting me eat and all... I didn't want to get beat today. I never want to get beat, even though I know I deserve it.

He obviously didn't listen to me. And long story short, that's how I spent my next half hour. He punched me until I couldn't stand, then kicked me till I could barely breath. Violence landed a final kick before muttering something about "Pathetic..." and walking away to his room.

I stumbled up and crawled back to my room. I was cleaning myself up when I heard a knock at my door. "Come in, Grief." I say. He opened the door. "How'd you know it was me?"

"I have magical powers. And you're the only one that knocks." I stated simply; wincing slightly as I poured alcohol on my bloody side.

"Need some help?" He asked.

"... please?" He walked over and patched me up. I think I could've trusted him at one point; it's just... the last side I trusted... he hurt me pretty bad.

~~~ time skip brought to you by sad cookies~~~

Depression's POV
I came up with a new plan to completely destroy John! With Anxiety combined with yours truly, I can hurt John so much more! Not that he'll get a choice in the matter.... Oh he didn't tell you? Anxiety and I used to date. Till that brat ran away. Grief wouldn't let me near him.