The spider and the rat

the spider who cried

Warnings:
Anxiety attack
Swearing

As the crowd of busy people pushed past him the world began to spin a little less but his vision began to blur. Virgil fell to the ground and pulled his legs up to his chest as salty warm tears started to roll down his pale face.He hugged his legs and tried but failed to steady his breathing.Why did this always happen to him? He hated his anxiety. It was probably the reason Roman had just broken up with him.

“Virgil” a semi familiar voice came from the crowd. He looked up and through his blurred eyesite he could see a figure walking towards him. The figure kneeled down beside him.
“Are you ok” They said calmly but with worry.
Virgil noticed The strange man's figure smelled like coffee and was weirdly comforting. 
"Who are you" He managed to stutter between his shacky breaths. 
“You don't remember me babe?”he said with a hint of amusement. Virgil tried to remember where he saw this man but he couldn’t. The coffee scented man must have seen the worry on his face as he placed a hand on his shoulder and calmly said “Don't worry, I barely remember you” he then stopped and seemed to be trying to remember something.
“Ok virgil,can you try and calm your breathing down with me” they then went threw the breathing exercise virgil was so used to that it was almost second nature.

After a while his breathing steided and his vision returned. He could now fully see  man who helped him. He had messy brown hair and didn’t seem to be much taller then virgil himself . The man was also wearing sunglasses. Why was he wearing sunglasses? It was the middle of winter, it made no sense. After awhile of starring the taller of the two broke the silence.
“Sorry”was all he said . Virgil was confused he had done nothing wrong. “Sorry for what” he questioned. “The last time I helped someone threw a panic attack was in high school so I know im a bit rusty and probably could've done more” he ranted. Virgil just got even more confused the strange man may not of been the best but at least he stopped  to help unlike everyone else, He was about to tell the man he did not need to apologize when he spoke up “you really haven’t changed much since high school have you ”

Virgil studied the man still trying to figure out who is was. He did seem familiar but he couldn’t put his finger on it.  “Are you one of Roman friends” the anxious boy asked thinking the only on one who would remember him was one his boyfiends…...Ex boyfriend's friends.
The taller man got the amused look back on his face and let out a quick laugh.
“Roman as in the wannabe theater kid who was on the football team.”
Virgil gave a nod in response and had to hold back laughing at the description.
“No. I hated roman he bullied my brother I was glad when he graduated” The coffee man answered. To virgil this made no sense, he was a nobody in high school and still is the only people who should remember him are Romans friends and maybe…
“REMY” Virgil unintentionally shouted. The brunette flinched at how loud virgil said his name but easily regained his composure.

“It took you long enough to remember, saying we were best friends since kindergarten” He remarked with a hint sassiness .
“I thought you moved to england” Virgil still in shock muttered. Remy playfully ruffled Virgil’s already messy hair. “I came back a week ago after I finished university. I just couldn’t stay away from this shit whole of a town” They both chuckled in unison. “How about we go get coffee and you can tell me why you were crying in the streets” The coffee addict asked.
Virgil took a minute to think if he had any plans but quickly remembered he had planned on spending the day with Roman but that wasn't happening anymore.
“Sure” He said without hesitation he really didn't want to be alone right now. The two men headed to the nearest coffee shop glad to be in each company again.