Rockabye Baby, We're All Safe Here {Completed}

his eyes have turned grey.

No warnings here, I have a horrible chapter for y'all today. Hope you enjoy
~ Jade
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Logan's pov:
I hate lying to Patton, I really do. However, sometimes it might be better to tell him that I'm fine when really I'm tearing myself to pieces every night and getting up earlier to get enough coffee to equate to a full night's sleep. I look like hell and I know it. I've stopped self harming and I'm proud of that but sometimes I forget to eat or drink for a whole day and I've lost a lot of weight because of it. I don't tell anyone that I want a hug, that for once I'm in the metaphorical dark as to what I should do. I don't want them to be disappointed in me because I don't know. I'm logic, every fact and figure, every speck of knowledge that Thomas has. His decisions have become more guided by fear or just emotion in general. I'm trying my hardest to do my job but getting over Virgil is proving to be more difficult then I could ever expect. The bags under my eyes are constantly getting darker and it's more difficult to hide them, as well as the bruises from where I've pressed my glasses into my face too hard or I've punched the wall in pure frustration. I guess I don't have to talk to Virgil anymore, he hasn't acknowledged me since the day after we broke up. I've been getting four hours of sleep on average so I'm making baby steps, I can do this on my own.

Patton's pov:
Logan says he's getting better but he's good at lying, brilliant at it in fact. He could tell the biggest lie ever and so many people would believe him. Logan doesn't even speak, he writes on a board or signs to me, we're the only two who know sign language. He denies almost all of his emotions, however, we know he feels them. He's begun wearing a black tie instead of a blue one and he tried to dye his hair black the other day. It didn't work but he seems to be worse. Virgil won't talk to me, only Roman, and he pretends Logan doesn't even exist. I heard them fighting. I heard Logan run out and then back in. Logan said something I didn't hear, ran out and leant against my door for a minute, crying. He left. I thought nothing of it until I saw him on the floor with Roman. Roman clearly had no idea what to do and neither did I. I just hugged Logan, hoping I'd done the right thing. He relaxed after a few minutes before Virgil came in and called him an "attention whore" I have no idea what it means but Roman told me it's a very rude insult. Logan is clearly losing weight and I have done everything I can, I've given him fatty foods, he needs the calories. He won't eat much, his diet consists mostly of as many cups of coffee as he's lost hours of sleep that night and ill prepared microwave meals, normally he'd avoid the things but now he rarely eats anything but them. I've gotten the most densely caloric ones I could in the hopes of giving him some extra weight. I know he's stopped hurting himself and I'm so proud of that but poorly covered bruises have blossomed around his glasses frames and on his hands, he's punching things and digging his glasses into his face. I'm scared for him. He can take baby steps but he can't do this alone. I need to help him.

Roman's pov:
Virgil only talks to me. He seems to have lost a small bit of weight, much less than Logan but I make him eat whole meals and stay with him until he's digested them well enough, we sleep in my room and Patton consistently demands reports on his health, seeing as Virgil won't directly respond to Patton for some reason. I talk to Logan occasionally and I've learned not to use the following words:
1) Virgil- this is an ultimate no-go for a calm situation involving Logan
2) whore/slut- he takes them very personally, I've got a bruise to prove it
3) eyeshadow- I guess because Virgil's he only one to wear the stuff
4) relationship/ breakup- he's still getting over it also don't mention any relationship more intense then the level at which a friend is.
5) spiders- he may be logic but spiders seem to terrify him now, he calls them 'creepy crawly death dealers' just like Patton.
This is a summary of all the words that I know make him go absolutely mental. He's got to get worse before he gets better... right?