Hidden Fear

Dealing With Anxiety

Patton's POV
"Hey Patton" Roman called out. I was walking through the living room on the way to the kitchen. I felt like a cookie (maybe two if Logan wasn't paying attention.)

"Yeah kiddo?" I asked, looking at him. He was on the couch watching, by the sounds of it, Mulan.

"I just wanted to say that you did great out there."

"Oh! Thank you!" I said, giddy with joy. I had just finished filming the second Sanders Sides video with Thomas. They are so much fun, I'm so glad that Roman gave him that idea.

I continued into the kitchen and saw someone looking through the fridge. "Hey Anxiety!" I practically screamed.

He pulled his head out, holding a jar of Logan's precious Crofters. He looked at me with a blank expression before standing up. "What was Roman talking about?" He asked, walking over to where a box of crackers and an apple sat on the counter.

"Oh! I just finished filming the Second Sanders Sides video with Thomas! I got to dit all by myself, which was so cool!" I happily replied, as I watched him grab a cutting board and a knife. The moment I mentioned the video however, his grip on the knife tightened.

"What video?" He turned towards me, still holding the knife, an angry and questioning glare on his face.

"The Sanders Sides videos" I said. Then realization struck. Anxiety hadn't gone to the meeting before the first video, he hadn't been in the video, and I hadn't heard any of the other talk about the series if front of him. Anxiety wasn't supposed to know.

At my sudden silence, his face darkened. "I'm not supposed to know, am I?" He growled. Then he grabbed his food and the knife and stormed out.

I was sad to watch him go. He hasn't left his room in a long time and in the first few moments that I see him, I make him mad. I sigh as I reach for the cookies. How am I ever going to get my dark, strange son to open up?

T/W: Abuse and cutting

Virgil's POV
I can't believe that they have the nerve to excluded me! They don't even know that I'm actually Fear, yet they still leave me behind!

I slam my door and throw my food into the garbage. I turn the lock and grab the knife I took from the kitchen, laying down on my bed. I sink into 'ghost mode' and left for the void.

When I appear I see Deceit and Remus talking. I'm glad I was able to move them both to the same void, makes it easier to control them. This is the perfect time to frighten them. I felt my face break out into what was probably a sick and sadistic smile, as I walked over to them.

"Hello" I purred, sticking my face in between theirs. I snicker when I feel their whole bodies stiffen, until they wince out of pain.

"H-hello Fear" Remus whispers back, lowering his gaze to the floor.

"What do you not want us to do?" Deceit asked, stuffing what looked like a journal into his coat.

I straightened, still smiling, but now also playing with my knife. "I only want two things today. The first thing is to know how close you are to escaping?"

"Not based on the size of the hole and how fast we are working on it, we shouldn't escape in one to two years." Deceit replied, holding Remus closer as he started trembling.

"A-and the s-second?" Remus questioned, slow tears rolling down his cheeks.

I smiled. "Oh! Well, turns out the Light Sides have been excluding mean from a video series that Thomas is doing, so if have a little extra anger to get out. More than normal, I also found a great new toy." My smile widened as I started to flip the knife in my hand.

Watching their eyes widen out of pure terror, was absolutely hilarious.

I turn the knife so that it's facing them head on. "Who wants to go first?" I question, taking another step towards them.

They frantically scramble backwards, but I just roll my eyes. Grabbing Deceit's forearm, I roll up the sleeve to show the scales. Turns out his scales have finished covering half of his face and are now working on half the body. They are also far more sensitive than his flesh, so it's this arm that I usually target.

I push the knife into his arm, grinning as he starts to cry and whimper in pain. I make 4 deep cuts and watch gleefully as the dark blood spills onto the ground. I make another 4 on his other arm and then repeat the process on Remus.

After I finish I take in the view of the crying , bleeding sides laying in front of me. I snap my fingers and their arms are covered in bandages, my knife now clean. "That was fun" I said, my voice silky. "Let's do it again tomorrow." Then I sank out, the twin expressions of absolute fear making me laugh.

Once I got to my room I started doing research. Turns out that they have already made two Sanders Sides videos, and the third should be coming out soon. I think I'm going to pay Thomas a visit during that time.

Time skip to after the "dealing with anxiety" episode. (Everything in the video stayed the same.)

That was both amazing and horrible at the same time. I mean I got to torcher Thomas, he hated my being, but then stupid Princy had to show up and then I had to pretend like his little tricks with breathing and stuff actually worked on me. I mean, if I actually was Anxiety they would be powerful, but I'm not, I'm Fear, but I still have to pretend like they have control.

I was walking back to my room when The Prince himself stopped me. "What do you want Princy, I'm not in the mood." I growled out. I really wasn't, right now all I wanted to do was bash his skull in, but I can't do that.

"Oh, shut it, Dr Gloom." He said, glaring at me. "I just wanted to tell you stay out of the videos. Nobody wants you there, so just stay in you room and away from Thomas."

I stuffed my hands into the pocket of my hoodie, the only way I could keep them from punching Roman in the nose. "Got it" I was able to ground out, before I slid past him and continued to my room. There is no way I am staying away from those videos.

Remus's POV
Fear is worse than any Disney villain out there. Today he had a knife, a knife! It was horrible, cutting and hitting us, smiling the whole time. Isn't being the deranged, psychotic side my job. I would usually love knives, but it's terrifying when the tables turn and I'm the victim.

I woke up in Deceit's lap, I must of passed out after Fear's visit. I winced as I sat up, holding my arms to my chest. I saw that Dee had his journal out again, so I leaned over to see what he was writing.

November 18, 2012
The torcher has gotten worse. It escalated from hitting and burning to cutting with a knife. Fear bandages us up after each 'episode' so he doesn't accidentally kill us. He also only hurts us below the neck, probably because he doesn't want the Lights to see what happens to us when we escape.

"Deceit" I mumble. He looked at me inquisitively, and I took it as my invitation to continue. "Do you think we will ever escape. I mean even if we escape the void, can we ever escape from Fear?" I felt the tears start to fall again as I think about the horrible things he has done. Wasn't Roman, as the older twin, supposed to protect me from this kind of thing. Great job bro, you failed.

"I do know" Dee said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "I really do know"

I sighed. "I don't know either"

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I feel so bad for Remus and Deceit. I hope my story is exciting, feel free to comment. Bye
-Periwinkle
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Summary
Fear is getting worse, and has decided to go to the Sanders Sides videos even though Roman told him not to. Remus and Deceit are scared for their lives.