Claustrophobia

5

TWs: abuse, blood, whipping, snake skeleton, harmful messages mention,

The Mindscape was...... broken to say the least.

Irra has been missing for three weeks, Patton for five. Everyone feared the worst.

The twins and Damien thought Irra to be dead due to Patton.

Virgil feared everything under the sun as a possibility of what happened.

Logan had a feeling that Irra was alive. He couldn't say the same about Patton.

Janus..... god Janus was destroyed. He feared that his son was gone. His life taken by that monster. He didn't know if sides could die, but know he feared they could.

Virgil, Remus, Roman and Logan were in Roman and Remus' bedroom in the castle. The twins shared a room in the castle despite it being a castle.

Remus' nightmares kept him up so when the twins slept in the castle he would move to Roman's bed. (NOT R*MR*M ITS PLATONIC! It's how little kids sleep in their parents room when they have a nightmare! It's the same thing!)

They all were cuddled on Remus' bed and just enjoying each other's company.

Janus was sitting in his room. He hadn't done any work. He still ate and slept, well he barely slept.

Janus couldn't sleep. Not when Irra could come home and he could hug his son. Though everyday that possibility became more like a wish to Janus.

He was effecting Thomas and it was taking Logic, Anxiety/Paranoia, and both sides of Creativity to keep Thomas stable. Not easy.

Janus curled up with one of Irra's plushies. It was a chameleon.

Janus curled up and cried. "He's never coming home."

——With Irra——

Irra had just gotten a beating from Patton. He was holding onto life barely.

Patton beat him everyday, multiple times a day. He fed Irra, at least.

"Irra tell me. What are you?" He asked the today 6 year old Irra.

"I'm a worthless slut daddy. Who is nothing but a burden to everyone else." Irra answered.

"What is Padre doing to you?"

"Daddy is punishing me for all the bad stuff I did. Like speak up and get him into trouble with mommy."

Patton smiled and kissed his head. "Good. See pumpkin. You're learning."

Irra was shaking. "The best way to get rid of a human body if to freeze it, throw it in a wood chipper and scatter the pieces!" Irra blurted out.

Irra covered his mouth. "D-Daddy I-I-" He stuttered as Patton untied him. "Face the wall and hands against it." Patton hissed.

Irra shakily stood up and did as he was told. As soon as he put his hands against the wall he felt the sting a a whip slash on his back.

He screamed for a second before coving his mouth. Patton whipped him a few more times.

Irra felt weak. He couldn't hold his weight anymore and fell onto the ground. He breathed heavily and cried silently. Everything felt like it was on fire.

"Hurt Irra?" Patton asked as he tied him up again. Irra winced and nodded.

"Irra why do I do this?" Patton asked.

"B-bec-because you- you love me.... and.... and want the best for me..." Irra answered.

"Daddy, I'm tired. Can .... can I sleep?" Irra asked. Patton nodded and took Irra's gloves. "Sure."

Irra smiled and passed out.

Patton sunk out with the gloves in hand. He sunk to the kitchen and placed them on the table, along with a few more things.

———————

The boyfriends had all returned home and were doing their own thing.

Janus came down for food. He looked at the table and screamed, a cause for all the other sides to come downstairs and scream.

On the table rested:
Irra's gloves
A snake skeleton with scales on it.
A shattered mirror with a black and purple frame.
A note pad with harmful messages in it.
King Creativity's crown.

All covered in blood.

Each to represent something to a side. The gloves are obviously to represent Irra. The snake skeleton and scales for Janus and his semi hatred of his scales.

The mirror for Paranoia and Virgil. Them being reflections of each other.

The note pad messages for Logan. Showing everything harmful Patton had ever said to him.

And King's crown for the twins.

In front of the objects was a note.

Time is wasting