The room of nightmares {completed}

Chapter 7

Tw: swearing, self hate, death, violence
I felt my usual punctual self as I was back in my room, a stack of papers next of me. I typed more of my essay down and sat back very adequate for the time being. I cautiously turned on my chair when I heard the door creak open. I saw Roman? Enter my room. He never does, he says my room effects me too much and he ends up being nerdy for the next half hour. My room locked as though it was already effecting him. He stood with his arms crossed and purposely into my room. But as soon as he saw my face he burst into raucous laughter. "What is it" I asked confused
"Your face, it looks ridiculous" he spluttered through his laughter. Despite claiming to be practically emotionless, he saw the hurt in my eyes.
"What I am just stating a fact" he wheezed
"I consider you to be insulting me Roman and I would like you to leave my room, now" I state, wanting to be alone when I was going to brake down. Believe it or not when the others blindly insulted me they did not know how much it actually hurt. But emotion would ruin me, so I took all the hate they threw my way. I looked at Roman only to now see Virgil. "You make me more anxious, you are the one who made me how I am and I hate you for that" he hissed in an echoing voice. He was now Remus. "There is a rhyme and a reason to what I do it's to hate you" he said before changing into Deceit. "This isnt a lie open your ears Logan. We. All. Hate. You" Before there was a crack and the person I had been dreading to see stood before me. Patton. "Hey Logan want to come be my target I've been practising I should be able to get you in the head" he said pulling out a bow and a bag full of arrows out of nowhere."
I finnaly broke down completely, a sobbing mess at Patton's feet. Until the words I had held back for so long where tumbling out of my mouth.
"I love you" I cried
Patton clicked his tongue and whispered menacingly. "Didn't you listen to the lyrics that I was singing earlier." He laughed
"Loves so alive but it died in its sleep
And now that it's dead
I live in your head
And I will haunt your fucking dreams"
I recited clearly now last the stage of crying. It was now a black void of hurt, sadness and hate at myself, at the others, at the world.
"That's right, I loved you, but every time I let it show you pushed me away"
"Unlovable"
"Emotionless robot"
"Unwanted"
"Screw up"
"Unnecessary"
"Useless"
"Pathetic"
"KILL"
I felt some sort of relief as I felt arrows ripping at my flesh. I deserved all this pain, I wanted to die right now and I had got my wish.