My Emo Nightmare

Death's coming

Anxiety's pov
Are you all happy?

I bet some of you are wishing Patton didn't walk in but.... I'm sorta glad he did. I'm not sure this was a good idea. I think I messed up. I always mess up.

When Prince kissed me I could feel my face turning red.

I couldn't help it! I wasn't used to the feeling. Not kissing in general but kissing Prince.

But it wouldn't matter anyway. It's never gonna last. You're not good enough for him. This won't change things, stupid.

Can you stop telling me the truth for like three seconds?!

I got up from his bed and smirked, trying to play it off, "Guess you and I should be in imagination, huh?"

He nodded and got up.

"I'll save you the time though, I have talk to Patton about..... something." I yawned, a little tired.

Realization dawned on his face and he muttered, "I have to talk to Logan about something."

"See ya later, Royal Pain." I walked out and went to Patton's room.

Well.... that was awkward. To be honest, I have no idea if Prince is even remotely okay with me.

I'm just going to keep picking fights with him and keep avoiding confrontations, like usual.

"Patton?"

"Yes? Oh, hey kiddo! Did Prince tell you about dinner?"

I nodded, "Did you tell Logan about you?" I ask back, not in a harsh way, necessarily. Just impulsively. It's sort of my thing. When people ask questions I get antsy.... like they're gonna yell at me for something I didn't do.

He looked up surprised, "Uh... not yet."

I sat down by him, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you want to tell him?"

His smile dropped, something I've never seen.

I must have looked surprised because Patton threw a smile back on.

"Patton, what's going on?"

He shrugged and quietly mumbled something.

Then he said louder, "It's just.... hard Anx. I'm really worried about you. And I know you've talked to me more than anyone else and I'm happy for that but.... I just wish you'd open up a little more."

Patton really has become a sort of parental figure in all of our lives. Maybe not Logan's though. But I'm sure he wouldn't mind calling Patton daddy. ;)

"See I just.... you just...." he paused, deciding his wording. "If anything's wrong you know to come to me, right?"

"I should, I've been here a few months."

He still looked worried. He smiled weakly, though, and got up.

"If you need anything..." I began to tell him but didn't feel the need to finish my thought.

He gave me his smile, "Thanks kiddo but I'll be alright. I'm just stressed and could use some happy news."

I sighed, deciding I'd tell him about me and Prince, no matter how much he fangirled, "Well... I talked with Prince."

He gave me a big smile with no hint of worry in it, "And..."

I sighed. I can't believe I'm talking like a 10 year old girl at a sleep over (stop stereotyping girls now, thank you) . I delivered these three words reluctantly, "We sorta kissed."