Drown me alive | sanders sides

Chapter One

TRIGGER WARNING: Eating disorders and panic attacks.
  (Disclaimer: Bold text is Highlighted as Virgils thoughts. Enjoy!)

The room felt distant and vague, as Virgil attempted to block out the noise in which had grown louder in his head. As the panicked teen dragged his rather large headphones over his face, he began to slowly drift away from his problems and worries which has been chasing him all day, until he heard a rather loud thud coming from his bedroom door. The door slowly creaked open to reveal the face of Logan, who was looking at him with a blank expression. Logan never displayed much emotion, probably due to him being was the side that only held logic, but Logan had a certain fire blazing in his eyes when he unlocked the door.

"Wherever have you been all day?" Logan exclaimed with a tone of anger, as Virgil tugged the headphones off of his head and adjusted his bangs to hide his face.

"Why should you care?" Virgil replied unconcerned.

"Thomas requires you right now, so you better prepare yourself."

Anxiety was not in the mood to be talking to Thomas about his dilemmas, besides he had is own problems to deal with. Virgil dragged his feet through the hallway passing each room, noticing that everyone seemed to be up discussing with Thomas.

This must be serious then.

The word serious made Virgil agitated, and even though he didn't want to admit it, it made him feel intimidated.
The room had a certain smell, in which hit Virgil in an instant as he emerged into the conversation.

"Great... Sir negativity finally joined the party" exclaimed Roman unsurprised by his appearance. Romans silk ribbon sat broadly across his chest, and his handcrafted sword was catching the light from a near window. Roman represented Thomas' creativity. Patton looked at Roman in disgust before turning to look at Virgil. Patton was always understanding of Virgil and described him as his 'dark strange son' sometimes, however, today Patton didn't smile at Virgil, instead, he looked rather concerned.

What have I done now?

I always mess up

Logan glanced over to Virgil. A sudden wave of guilt hit Virgil, but he didn't know why?
Roman broke into a full outburst, screaming at Virgil. All the sides fell quiet, yet the anxious side still had know clue on what he had done to cause such an outburst of hate.
"Wh- what did i do?" Virgil murmured, trying to keep his shaking hands out of sight.
"Thomas has informed us that he has been struggling to eat recently due to panicking? I have come to conclude that you are the culprit of this Virgil." Logan explained calmly.

I AM A FAILURE
AGAIN

Virgil glanced at each of the sides faces as he tried to keep the tears from running down his cheeks. Everyone seemed to believe what was being said.

I must look strong. I cant be weak.

As Virgil sank down slowly, his heart began beating rapidly and the echoes of the sides voices rattled in his head. Virgil turned the cold door knob to lock, his room felt like it was spinning. The anxious teen grasped for air, but he was struggling to get any. Cold blood ran down his spin, and an aching headache shot at him like a bullet.

I'm going to faint.