Logicality and prinxiety oneshots

Day 7 - Dream - Prinxiety - Chap 14

Day 6
Dreams

Tw: mentions of death and panic attacks
Note: I know that everyone experiences attacks differently, I'm just writing about how I feel.

Virgil

When you hear the word dreams, you expect butterflies and sunshine, but I never get any of that. When I dream it's vivid images of death and gory. The horrible anxieties that plague my brain during the day, attack me through my dreams at night. The images that fill my mind would make a horror Villain scared.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down after waking up from yet another nightmare. But I just couldn't. I tried, I really did.

I felt jagged breaths fill my lungs, and my hands clench onto my hair. A twisting feeling whirled in my stomach like someone had unplugged a drain. My eyes clamped shut and I started to feel the all too familiar feeling of a panic attack.

It was building up inside of me, and I knew Thomas was having a mild anxiety attack. I tried to absorb as much as I could from him, but my senses were in overdrive.

My breathing was getting shorter and shorter, my head aching from the lack of oxygen. I felt tears start to roll down my face, the salty liquid entering my mouth as I cried. I Continued to shake, even though I was burning up.

I heard my name being called, but it sounded far off as if I was under water. I couldn't respond, my breathing too short.

Suddenly I felt pulled out of the attack as someone put their arm around me slowly rubbing my back. I clung onto the person, them being the only thing keeping me anchored in reality.

I couldn't tell if I was still crying or if I had stopped. I couldn't tell if my breathing was normal yet or not, but I knew one thing. Whoever had helped me, I owed a lot to.

After a while of just sitting in the person's arms, I found myself calm. Exhausted and shaky, but calm. I finally looked up at the person and saw none other than Roman.

"Are you feeling calmer?" His smooth voice asked. I nodded slightly and he smiled. "Let's get you in bed then, huh?"

I looked around and realized I must have fallen off my bed during the attack.

I nodded once more, and he picked me up. He sat me on the bed like a child, pulling the covers over my body. As he went to leave, I stopped him.

"Ro?"

"Yes babe?"

"Will you cuddle me?" He looked surprised but nodded, I wasn't one to usually initiate contact.

He came back and pulled the covers over him. He wrapped his arms around me and I laid into him, feeling a little happiness.

I didn't have any more nightmares that night.