Anxious (Discontinued)

Panic (Edited)

TRIGGER WARNING PANIC DEPRESSION ATTEMPTED SUICIDE TALKS ABOUT SELF HARM

      Logans POV

Patton screamed "WHY?" While Dalton kept saying over and over over and over

I knew I had to take action. Someone needs to look after Thomas. "Roman go to Thomas and make sure he is okay." Roman nodded and sunk out.

I knew Patton would be too emotional if I sent him. Plus he is breaking down the door. Suddenly Pattons shoulder made it through. We both started pulling away chunks of wood. The sight was horrific. Dalton was laying on his stomach, head in hands, smiling, while his feet were kicking. He looked like a litte child enjoying unrealistic animations.

Anxiety was hanging in the middle of the room. He turned an ugly shade of blue then his eyes closed. A few seconds later he was normal color and was struggling for breath. Patton ran up to him. He grabbed the chair and pulled it over to Anxiety. I looked around the room and found a note on the nightstand. I walked over to grab it.

I heard a breathy voice "Don't touch that." It was Anxiety. I grabbed it and put it in my pants pocket. Patton finally got Anxiety undone. They were both crying.

"I'm sorry. This is all my fault!" Patton cried.

"Don't blame yourself! I'm the one who should be sorry!" Anxiety argued.

"No, it's not your fault that you feel this way."

"But I let you all down."

"You know what," I interrupted, "We should talk about this matter more in the morning."

Patton and Anxiety both agreed. Patton, much to Anxiety's protests, carried him to his bed and tucked him in.

We went back to our rooms. I laid down, but for some reason uneasiness plagued my thoughts. I found myself not being able to sleep, and constantly checking on the other sides, even the "darks". The next morning was very tiring.

      Virgils POV

I woke up in my dark room staring at the glow in the dark stars on my ceiling. What had happened? All of a sudden everything came back. I felt like I was going to throw up, but I had not eaten for over four days. I turned my head. That was a mistake because Logan noticed I was awake. Why was he in my room?

He called for Patton and Roman. My breath got faster. I was starting to panic.

"Perfect timing for an.......episode."

Logan wants me to freak out? I started to tug at my sleeves.

"Before you flip out let me finish. I did some searching and found some stress reliever items. For your moments of panic."

He handed me the first thing. "This is a stress ball. You can squeeze it, throw it , or do whatever you want with it"

I took the ball and squeezed it. I frowned and threw it against the wall.

"It's ok i guess." I mumbled. I grabbed it after it bounced of the wall.

I shoved it in my pocket. He gave me some other items like a weighted blanket, a candle, and a fidget cube.

"Why are you giving me all this?." I questioned.

"Well, we wanted to start making things right again, kiddo. We thought this might be the first step in the right direction" Patton explained.

"So, you're bribing me?"

"No-" Patton started.

"I'm just messing with you. I really.... uh thanks for all of this. Thanks for everything."

"We have one more thing. It is a necklace with a silicon piece to bite on if you are anxious, stressed, mad, or emotional." Logan said.

I took it and put it around my neck. I bit down on the silicon. It made me feel more relived. It is also better than biting my lip, skin, or the sleeves of my hoodie. I felt like I finally stood up again. But someone always has to topple the dominoes.

"You kind of look like a teething baby." It was none other than Roman. I ripped it off and threw it across the room. I pushed everyone out of my room, angrily, and started throwing my stress ball against the wall.

Roman was only stating the truth. I mean he was not even there when Patton knocked down the door. They are only doing this because they pity you.

I cried. I was left alone with my horrible thoughts.

         Pattons POV

When Anxiety bit on the silicon he looked happier.

Then Roman ruined that. "You kind of look like a teething baby."

Anxiety threw the necklace and kicked us out. I could hear the soft thud of the stress ball against a wall or floor.

"Why would you say that?!" I screamed at Roman.

"I thought that he didn't like it! It was going to be a joke anyways!" Roman replied.

I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. Logan put his arm around me.

"I wish every thing was different." I whimpered.

"I know," Logan replied.