Anxious (Discontinued)

Eat

A/N Just wanted to say, thank you so much for the support! You guys don't even know how much this means to me! That's the first time I ever really accepted my sexuality. I find it easier to come out in a place that nobody really knows you. And I know nobody here will judge me (I mean why would you read a story with lots of gay guys in it if you're homophobic). In case you didn't see the a/n at the beginning of the last chapter, I am pansexual. I probably won't come out in real life yet because I'm not at that point yet. But I still wanted to thank each and every one of you! Have a great day! (Sorry this was so long)🌈❤️

Trigger warnings fading depression bulmia anorexia

Daltons POV
I watched Virge as he downed some ibuprofen for his terrible headache. He probably took more than needed. I urge him on to fade. The world is a horrible place, and he needs to understand that. He can be so stubborn sometimes. As long as he doesn't know.

Virgil's POV
I hurt. Physically and emotionally, I hurt. Why did this have to happen to me? No. Why was I such a burden to the other sides? I don't deserve them. I'm just some scum from the side of the road. Maybe I really should fa-

Knock
Knock
Knock

"Hey kiddo..." Patton called softly, "Can you come out?"

Maybe I won't need to fade. They are probably going to throw me into the forgotten pit or lock me away or drug me or make me suffer or -

"I just remembered that you need to eat something."

Nope. That's not happening. Can't eat.

"I'm not really hungry, pat," I said.

Maybe that's enough. It usually is.

"Sorry kiddo, your not getting out of this one,"

I sighed and stood up off of my bed, shaking slightly. I opened the door and none other than the famous Patton was standing there. We walked downstairs and I saw that he had made me toast and crackers. I sat down at the table and stared at my food.

"Come on Virge. Can you take four bites of your toast? Only four, then you can be done. Kay?" Patton coaxed.

I continued to stare at my food. I risked a glance at Patton. He looked so disappointed. I failed him. I'm a horrible person. I'm just a mess.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice I was shaking until Pat placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Please just try to eat. For me."

My shaking hand gingerly grabbed the toast. I slowly lifted it to my mouth. I set it back down.

"You know what Pat..... I'm ..... uhhh..... really tired.... yea I think I should go to sleep." I lied.

Patton just gave a look.

"You slept all night last night. Oh and you shouldn't be drinking! It's bad for you!" he replied.

"Yeah well ..... um ...... I'm really not hungry.... so ..... can I go?"

Patton gave me his dad look. Oh god. I hate the dad look.

"You are going to eat some of that toast right now."

I exhaled shakily and slowly picked up the toast. I looked at Patton. He was waiting. Oh gosh he probably has something to do. He is waiting on a freak like me. I just mess up everything. I need to calm down. I need to do this for Patton. I nibbles on the end. It tasted like ash. It was rough and gross. Oh no. I need to throw up.

I stood up and ran to the bathroom. I kneeled down and tried to shove my fingers down my throat when someone grabbed my hand. They pulled me away from the toilet.

Patton's POV
I followed Virge as he ran. He went straight to the bathroom to throw up. I grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

"Noooo! Let me go!" He shrieked.

I sat down beside him and held him.

"Please. I need to do this." He sobbed.

I pulled him in for a hug, but he pushed me away.

"Stop it!" he yelled.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not weak!"

"I know," I replied.

He stormed out of the bathroom and went into the kitchen. He glared at the toast and flipped it off.

"Ok Virge lets calm down," I murmured.

"I'm going to bed." Was all he said.

"We are trying again in an hour!" I called after him.

My kiddo has some weird mood swings, but I still love him. ("Teens" am I right?).

Ps. Do you guys like the new format of the story?