Anxious (Discontinued)

Dreams?

     Trigger Warning needle asylum bullying depression

   Virgils POV

I yawned and sat up. I felt cold. I could have sworn someone was sleeping beside me earlier. I got out of my bed and left the room. Roman was standing there fuming. "Why would you do this?!" he cried. "W-what?" I stuttered. "You made Thomas back out of the play. Ugh! You are such a freak!" I swallowed thickly and ran down the stairs. Logan was sitting in the kitchen. "Why did you do such a thing, Anxiety?" I shrugged. "Stop being such a defeatist." The words hurt so bad. I ran to Deciets room. He was glaring at me. "You are the bad guy." Tears streaming down my face as I fleed the room. I was running until I ran full force into someone. It was Patton. "You disappointed me." That was all it took for me to collapse into the floor. I woke up with a gasp clutching my sheets. It was all a dream. I nervously tip toed out of the room. The mind was eerily quiet. I looked around, but no one was to be seen. I some how went into a door that locked. It was a tiny room. Probably a closet. I banged on the door hoping someone would hear me. I screamed and cried until I woke up once more. This time I was in a bright white room. Did I die? I tried to move my arms, but they wouldn't move. I looked down and I was in a straight jacket. I screamed and the others entered the room. "Oh hello." Roman greeted. I stared up at them in disbeleif. I screamed "Get me out!" Logan shook his head and tutted. "Lo, I think its time." Patton stated. Time for what? De pulled out a case and opened it up. It had a big needle in it. "Why?" I asked. Patton grabbed the needle and slid it into my neck. "Because you are only a disease." He murmured. I gasped and shot up clutching something. Will this torture ever end?