there once was a boy...(sanders sides fanfiction)

chapter uhh a lot

Sorry uh tw:cutting, suicidal thoughts [oh yeah], throwing up, mental and physical abuse, unsympathetic! Patton, and just overall bad writing
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"Where am I?" I looked around to see about six people. They all looked the same. I looked over at a mirror on the other side of the room, I looked like them too. 

"Who are you?" I didn't really know. I just went with what I was feeling. "Uh I-I don’t know?" He said instead. "I'm Patton! Morality. This is Virgl, anxiety. Logan, logic. Roman, creativity, and Deceit. He is his name." I waved.

“Depression,” I said dryly.

"What am I doing here?" Logan looked at me. " You said you were... Depression? Yes." I felt wrong. "Yes, you can call me Finn though!" They all looked at me. "Let's get you to Thomas."

They all brought me to who they call Thomas. "Who is this? A new side?" Patton nodded his head. "What do you represent?" I didn't want to say.

 "Depression." I said after a long time of silence.

Thomas frowned. 

"Don't throw me out! I'll be good. I'll keep to myself. My name is Finn but you can call me whatever you want if it will help." I said, panicking. 

"I'm not going to throw you out. You'll stay. I'll get you a room."

It had been a week since I had been put here. It's... Nice? I don't really know what to think about it. It's kinda a place where I can be myself. I still ask if I can do things. I don’t feel as if i'm in this family, i feel like a wet rag someone outs in the floor and only picks me up if i'm needed. Of course, patton breathing down my neck doesn’t help either.

"Hey kiddo" Patton said, smiling sickly. "how are you doing?" 

"I'm fine Patton." It can be more like a forced statement. This Patton guy really gives me the creeps sometimes.

"Alright then. You want to come out for dinner today?" I hadn't done that since I came here.

"Sure Patton. Careful of the cat/cactus (same thing) on your way out." 

Patton shut the door to let me get ready.

I got dressed while being careful of the cuts. "Finn!" 

"Coming"

Once I got down the stairs everyone was surprised to see me. I wasn’t really surprised at their exceptions. I had been in my room for the past week, cutting and-

"Greetings Finn," Logic said, cutting me off from my thoughts

"Hi." I said waving.

"Hey Finn" anxiety said. I raised my head to acknowledge his existence.

"Hello princess." Creativity said. Instead of saying something I just growl. 

"Don't call me that. Ever. Ok? Creativity?" it just struck some nerve.

I subconsciously put my hands on my chest. I didn't like it. Not one bit. Patton came and hugged me. The hug was too tight and made me lose my breath. I just started to cry.

"Shhh. It's ok." patton said from his gut-wrenching hug

"No it's not.” I shouldn’t have said that.

Patton sighed, patting on my head.

We all sat down for dinner. Creativity got less food tonight. He won't starve.

Just as I was just finishing rapping my arm, creativity came into the room. 

"Hello."

"What do you want creativity?" I said that just as he placed his phone down while it was playing some music.