Anxiety's P.O.V
Roman wass drapped over me. Not a blanket. Would would put me through this torture? This meant they moved me. Did they notice how light I was? Too many questions.
I started shaking then my hair was brushed by something.
"You okay sunshine?"
"T-too m-many qu-questions," I mumbled.
"It's alright," they whispered into my ear.
"O-okay...".
"Now, why are we lying like this?" Roman said.
"I have no idea," I said,"But I'm trapped."
"I might just stay here!" He joked.
"Untrap me this instant!" I chuckled.
With this I woke Logan up.
"So you are awoken,"
"Logan, buddy, That makes no sense,"
Me and Roman giggled like school girls on this statement. The fact that Logan said something illogical was hillarious. Did he do this every morning?
"My apologies, I seem to be tired this morning,"
"No shit sherlock," I mumbled, still with Roman on me.
"Language young emo!" He chuckled.
"Now Logan, it appears we are in the same situation," I laughed,"We are both trapped by possitive people,"
"You are very correct Anxiety," Logan said while staring at the sleeping side that was on him.
"And could you think of a logically way to get Roman off me," I said.
"How about no," Logan repiled,"You will just run off again with this heavy weight weighing you down,"
"Excuse me!" Roman said clearly offended.
"Ughhhhhh, Patton is gonna wake up and see us like this,"
"Oh, he already has," Logan said.
My eyes widened in shock. What? How? He's not even awake! How could he see us through his eye lids.
"HOW?!?!?!?" I yelled.
"He carried you there," He said then his expression changed to his usual robotic look, obviously he had just remebered something.
"You ok Logan?" I asked.
"How do you have wings?" He inquired.
"No idea, they just appeared when I started-" I cut myself off.
"When you started what?" Logan asked.
"When I started doing creative things..."
Roman looked at me confused. He clearly didn't know other sides couldn't be creative.
"How... I'm the only one who's creative," Roman questioned.
"I've been able to do creative things for a while, I've had a bit of control over Thomas' creativity for a while..."
"But I thought-" Roman being cut off.
"I did too..." I cut him off.
"So we share a bit of creativity?" Roman asked,"But how?"
My cheek went red. I couldn't tell him why. It's too embarrasing.
"I'll s-save that for a-another t-time," I stuttered.
"Alright?" Roman said unsure.
~Flashback time~
It was around midnight a few years ago. I had a bad nightmare that made me freakout.
I rushed over to Roman's room without knowing and I sat on his bed for a few hours after I paniced.
Before I left his room I kissed his forehead, without thinking. I felt an electrical shock through my entire body and I throbbed red for a few minutes as I was bent over the sleeping side.
I cowarded out of his room back into my room not knowing what I had done.
I sat back on my bed and grabbed my headphones and turned on Fall Out Boy 'Pheonix'.
~End of flashback~
I could never face the fact that I had stole some of his creativity while he was asleep.
"I can show you a piece of work I made though..." I offered.
"Really?!" Roman exclaimed.
"Yeah, it's only a simple painting..." I said.
"Well come on!"
He grabbed onto my arm and dragged me all the way to my room. I went over to my wardrobe and got out a painting of a skull with half of it being a floral pattern and half being a normal skull. It reminded me of the two sides of myself.
"Whoa..." He whispered,"It's amazing...."
I couldn't stand here and watch him admire basically his work. It was painful to watch him think that I was always like this. Without his creativity I couldn't speak to anyone. Without him I wouldn't be me.
End Of Chapter.
