*Discontinued* Masquerade~Haitus (Needs Rewritting)

6. Roman

"Morning Bitches," I yelled as I popped up. Thomas just smiled as he looked over at me. I spotted Anx in the kitchen and suddenly everything went cold. I could already see the anxiety in his eyes. I literally just showed up and I'm causing him problems. I went over and sat on the couch causing the others to look at me confused.

"What? That all?" Anxiety asked as he pulled out a pocky stick. He walked over, hoodie falling off his shoulders, and just stared at me. 

"What do you mean?" He rolled his eyes and I picked my feet up.

"Normally you go off on this whole thing. Like you did last time." I cringed and looked away. "Saying you're perfect and all that."

"Maybe I just felt like getting down to work. You know, helping Thomas, the whole point of our existence. What is it that you do for him again?"

"ROMAN!" I reeled back as Patton yelled out. Anxiety's eyes were wide and I looked away.  I wanted to die. How could I have said that?! DAMN IT, ROE! "Kiddo he didn't mean..."

"Yes, he did." I cringed again and glanced over to see Anx brushing his hair over his face to hide his eyes. "He's never been shy about his thoughts on me. How many times has he stated he doesn't like me." 

"That's not..."

"Not what, Roman? Not true. The very first video I was apart of the first thing you said is you didn't like me. The dark side of Disney... OUR video, you just had to make sure I knew you still didn't like me."

"I thought you didn't hear that?" He threw his arms out in frustration and I flinched.

"Did you really think I believed you when you tried to correct yourself. YOU CLEARLY SAID I STILL DON'T LIKE YOU!" I could see him shaking and I didn't know what to do. I was looking around for help but no one was even bothering to look at me. I can't... I'll just mess it up more. I'm not good with my words... not when it's about me. "AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN CARING!"

"What?" I jumped up as he threw a pillow at me. It missed, of course, his aim was terrible, but it did hit a flower that Patton had given Thomas. And it broke... "Shit, Anxiety!"

"I-I... I'm s-sorry... I..." I froze and turned so Anx standing there in utter fear. Not again.

"Anx don't." He looked about ready to faint or run. He was shaking so terribly and I could see it was starting to affect Thomas. "Anxiety..."

"I'm... I-I'm gonna... go." I ran over and pulled in to a hug before he even had a chance to sink. He froze and tensed up in my arms as I rubbed circles on his back. 

"It's ok. You didn't mean it. They know that. They..." He buried his head into my shoulder and my eyes went wide as he gripped my shirt. The others were just watching in surprise and sadness. "Just breathe ok? That's all you have to do. That's all you have to think about. Just breathe."

"I-I... I c-can...t. I..."

"Imagine you're in the gardens. All those flowers. All those colors. Just the sounds of nature around you and nothing else." His eyes went wide slightly as his breathing slowly started to calm down. He pulled away and just stared at the ground not even bothering to look up at me. "Anxiety?"

"Thanks..." He mumbled and then sunk down without another word. I felt weak. I felt tired. I actually helped him. Maybe? A little? I don't know. I looked around to see Everyone shocked and I narrowed my eyes reverting back to the persona I use.

"What?"

"It's just... We've never seen you help him before." I internally cringed. That's because I never knew how bad it was. I never saw... I... "Roman?"

"Now that J.Delightful is gone, why don't we back to work?" I saw their faces drop as I smiled wide and sat back down. "I'm sure we'll get more done now."

"Ok, Roman. Whatever you say." 

By the time I got back to my room, I was exhausted. The whole time I was there I was nothing but nerves.  I had to double check that I gave them the right notebook. I had to make sure I had all my notes. I had to go over the plan twice and I kept making changes to the script only to change them back. 

I went through Logan's notes just to make sure ours matched like 3 different times. I checked the camera set up on multiple occasions. Of course, I hid every anxious tweak of mine with some pompous, egotistical, or simply childish explanation. I even found myself munching on Anxiety's pocky just so that I had something to do. I got yelled at of course. Which only made my nerves worse. 

Speaking of the darker trait. I couldn't get what he said out of my head. He thinks I hate him. To be honest I have said that so many times that it makes me sick. I don't hate him. I don't hate him at all. He's my... my best friend. At least I thought that until he told me otherwise. Even when I finally got off my ass to help him I was still hurting him. I know I was. Why else would he leave? I'm just not good enough.

I'm supposed to be. I'm a prince. I'm supposed to be dashing and daring and... brave. God, I feel so insecure. I HATE IT! I glanced over at the mask on my dresser and I smiled. I actually... felt better when I was wearing that. Don't get me wrong it was scary as all hell but at the same time it was... freeing.