Analogical

Analogical Part 5

Hey guys! I just got the Wattpad app on my phone, so I'm writing this part on my phone for the most part (I'm telling you just in case the spelling/grammar is not as good as usual). Hope you guys enjoy (Virgil's POV)!
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"What just happened?!" my mind screamed when I got to my room. I put on my hoodie and felt comfortable again.

I laid down on my bed, put my headphones on, and closed my eyes.

I couldn't even focus on the lyrics of my favorite song, my mind was racing a mile a minute.

The memory of the feeling of Logan's warm arms wrapped around me, flooded back. His calculated but warm and comforting arms wrapped around me, calming me immediately from my incoming attack.

I just froze. "Why didn't you hug him back, you idiot!" my mind screamed (once again).

I had never been hugged before, I didn't know what to do. My instincts took over. Stupid anxiety.

"Why can't I just be normal?" I thought. I wish panic didn't have so much control over my life. I wish I could make my own decisions instead of my anxiety making them for me.

I hate being the embodiment of anxiety in Thomas. I hate being anxiety in general. I hate myself... but I love Logan, and I think he might love
me too.

Hope you guys enjoyed! Sorry this one was short, I just thought that this was a cute way to wrap up Part 5. See ya!