Mysterious Letter // Prinxiety Fanfiction

Chapter 13 - Attack

A/N: Hey guys! Just a warning that this chapter contains elements that referred to like anxiety attacks, suicide or depression. I do not know much on any of these subjects and I'm sorry in advance if I got everything wrong. I did do some research before writing this just to make sure. Anyways hope you don't hate me too much after this and enjoy! :)

Also probably not the best choice of chapter but hope you guys have a wonderful pride month! Either if your out, still trying to figure it ou or not ready to tell the world, it's alright. Take all the time you need. Happy pride everyone and love you all! ❤️🏳️‍🌈

Virgil P.O.V.

Patton leaves my room without a word. Why did I do that. Patton was the only person left who truly cared about me and I just pushed him away. Why? Why do I always do this? Maybe I am the bad guy... They're right. They were always right. I don't deserve to be here. Why do I live? Why should I continue trying when they're is no reason left for me, to live... All I do is ruin everybody's lives. The tears running down my cheeks feel like fire burning my skin. It hurts... but it helps to move the pain. My breathing is becoming more and more frequent. My heart is pumping like crazy. I'm shaking. I'm sweating. I'm losing control. I can't breath anymore. I can't stop the pain but, I don't care anymore. I just want it all to be over.

Patton P.O.V.

I don't have words. I know he hurts but I was only trying to help him. I hoped he would at least take advice from me... but I was wrong. I only made it worst. I leaned on the door trying to control my tears. My back slides on the door until I'm sitting on the ground. My best friend, the one I've been taking care of for the past week, just yelled at me. Only because I was trying to help them. I swipe my tears off my cheeks and stand again. I was about to walk away when I hear heavy breathing on the other side of the door. I get my ear closer. I can hear Anxiety crying, breathing with difficulty. I open then door only to see him shaking like mad and tears running down his cheeks.

"Virgil!" I scream as I rapidly pull him in a hug and rock him softly while saying reassuring words in his ear. Logan, Thomas and Roman all appear at the same time in the door. I ask them to bring me a cold washcloth and a glass of water. Roman just stands there starring at Virgil. I can see the fear in his eyes.

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Roman P.O.V.

It's been an hour since Virgil had his anxiety attack and he is still sleeping in his room. He is exhausted from everything that happened in the last week. We all are. Me and Patton are lying on the couch. Thomas and Logan are gone to the pharmacie to pick up some prescriptions for Virgil in case this happens again. Hopefully it won't.

"It's my fault..." Patton says. "It's all my fault that he had to suffer this way. I should've not said anything in the first place..."

"Patton, not any of this is your fault! You did absolutely everything for us lately. You cooked every meal for the past week. You've been our psychiatrist. You even sung me lullaby so I could fall asleep at night! Don't blame yourself for that. You did the best you could. You didn't do anything wrong. Understand me?"

"Yeah but..."

"Hey... it's alright ok? Virgil is safe now. You helped him through this. You helped us all through this. Without you... I don't know what would've happen and I don't want to know either. Give yourself credit for all that you've done!"

"O-okay... "