Supernatural roommates

Overwhelmed

Tw: bullying, panic attack, and mentioned abuse

Virgil's POV:
It started off as a normal day. It was Sunday and none of us had classes. As I started to leave my room the thoughts hit me. It was getting to be too much so I put on my headphones, picked the loudest playlist I had, and put my volume all the way up. I got my bag then left my room to enter the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen everyone was awake. They waved at me and I waved back. I got an apple then left to go to the abandoned park near our dorm. It was a normal walk, people stared at me and whispered about me. I didn't help my case when people saw me enter the abandoned park, but I don't care. I need to calm down, I can't lose control today. I just have to delay it to tomorrow...it's going to be worse but at least they won't see me lose it.

I sat at a tree, my back against it. I opened my bag and took out my sketch book and pencil. I started to draw this guy sitting down, his back was bare and his wings were free. He was bruised and scared....like me. I was about to start shading when someone took my pencil. I looked up to see 3 guys surrounding me. One started to talk but I couldn't hear him over my music so I stopped it and took of my headphones.

"What do you want?" I said in the coldest voice I could. "Did you not hear him?" The guy on the left asked. "Don't you think if I did I wouldn't have asked what you idiots wanted?" I sarcastically answered him. "What did you just call us?!?" The guy in the right yelled. By this point I was annoyed so I put everything in my backpack, except my pencil because they still had it, and stood up to say, "I called you idiots, which you are."

"Look at mister tuff guy...let's see how tuff you are." The middle one said laughing. He took a swig at me but I was able to dodge it on instinct. He looked surprised for a second before all 3 took swings at me. It was hard to dodge all of them and it didn't help that when I looked at them all I saw was my dad. I couldn't keep up and they took advantage.

My breath started to get uneven and I started to get flashbacks. They kept hitting and kicking me. I was losing control and I knew that if I stayed any longer I could hurt them. They might deserve it but they weren't going to get it today from me. Black like smoke started to appear near me making them stop.  I quickly grabbed my bag and ran to my dorm. My roommates would most likely still be there but where else could I go?

I ran as fast as I could, never slowing down, until I was at my dorm. Once I was inside I slammed the door and dropped my bag. I slid down the door, brought my knees to my chest, hugged them, hid my face in them, then started to uncontrollably cry.....not helping my uneven breath at all. Everything just came up, my dad, the things he would say, and all the scars he gave me. I was hyperventilating and crying ink-like tears.

I had no idea that my slam made everyone run to the front door. They all saw me in that position crying and unable to calm down. They also saw all the black smoke around me. Unsurprisingly, Patton was the first at my side trying to calm me down without touching me...but I didn't hear him. I had no idea what was going on around me, everyone's thoughts only made it worse.

Finally I heard pieces of what Patton was saying. "...kid-.....going.....ok.....fine...I...you?" I think he was asking if he could touch me. If I was going to be honest, I needed someone to hug right now. I nodded and was instantly pulled into a hug where I kept on hiding my face in his chest. I was shaking badly and tried to breathe with an exercise I knew but kept choking on sobs.

Patton rubbed comforting circles on my back and whispered good things in my ear. The others stayed back, probably because Logan told them it was a bad idea to surround me. We were like that for a while until I started to calm down. I was still crying but I stopped shaking and could now breath, the black smoke also left by this time. Then it hit me that my tears are black and would probably stain Patton's shirt. I quickly pulled away and put myself in the position they found me in. Hiding my face and sniffing I said, "sorry."

I could practically feel Patton's frown and I thought it was because of my tears and he would hit me. I shrunk in on myself expecting a hit or something, but nothing came. It was only Patton with the question, "why are you sorry?" "Your shirt" I muttered back refusing to lift my head. I felt Patton get up before saying, "I don't care about my shirt, I care about you. What happened?" I didn't want to tell them. How pathetic am I to have a panic attack about that?

I shook my head and scooted away from them. Someone got closer to me and put there hand on my face. "Have you been hiding you face this whole time because of your black tears?" Roman asked. I felt no need to lie so I nodded. The tears started to flow again and Roman hugged me. Even if they knew I still hid my face in his chest. I was exhausted and felt safe. So that's how I fell asleep, in Roman's arms.