(Warning: self harm, self depreciation, bullying)

       (Third person POV)
   Virgil slowly walked out of his room. The other sides were watching a movie in the Commons and he was trying not to disrupt them to avoid getting yelled at. He quietly made his way out and into the kitchen, slowly opening the fridge. He managed to get it open without noise and pulled out a Monster energy drink.

      He slowly closed the fridge and made his way to the pantry. He twisted the knob and opened the door, the door creaking loudly. 'Shit' he thought, noticing Roman look back at him. "Hey Jack smelington, keep it down!" Roman whisper yelled.

      Virgil nodded, pulling out graham crackers and nutella before closing the pantry door. It creaked loudly again, this time Logan and Roman looked back. "Hey disorder! I said keep it down!" Roman yelled this time. 'Disorder' the voice in Anxiety's head repeated. "S-stop" Virgil murmured, hitting his head slightly. 'No. You are a worthless disorder' the voice said. 'You're right..' Virgil thought, staring at the ground. 'Why are you getting food you fat bitch?' The voice asked in harsh tones. 'I dont know' Virgil set the food down on the counter and left his drink there as well.

     His stomach hurt from starving himself, but he left the food there. He started walking back to his room when something tripped him and he fell, causing a loud thud. "That's it!" Roman yelled, getting up from the couch and walking over to Anxiety. "Cant you just keep quiet!? Why must you always ruin everything for us and Thomas?! You really are just a disorder!" Roman yelled.

      Virgil's eyes were wide. His eyes filled with fear as the fanciful trait yelled at him. "Now get out of my sight!" Virgil scrambled to his feet and ran down the hall. Roman went back to the movie like nithing happened as Virgil cowered in his room.

     He couldnt help, but sob. 'Why of all people did I have to fall in love with Roman. The one man that constantly teases me, calls me names, reminds me that Im not wanted.' He thought. 'You know what to do' the voice said.

      Virgil walked into his bathroom and sat on the floor. He pulled a razor out of his hoodie pocket and put it to his wrist. "Worthless" One "Disorder" Two "ugly" Three "fat" Four. He continued with more, losing count of how many cuts lined his already scar ridden arm.

     With every cut, he got angrier and angrier. 'Why am I treated like shit? Why does everyone hate me?!' He thought, clenching his fists. Blood dripped from his arm as he stood and punched the bathroom wall with his rage, putting a hole through the wall into his bedroom.

     He ignored the pain and pulled his arm out of the wall before pulling down his sleeve. He walked out of the bathroom and sat on his bed, examining his now bruised fist. He was still angry, but he was more tired.

     "I hate my fucking life...." He groaned, falling back on his bed. He closed his eyes and thought for awhile. When he opened his eyes, Deceit was leaning over him. "What do you want Deceit?" He asked annoyed. "I dont want to offer you a deal" he lied.

First chapter done and it ends on a cliff hanger!

I hope you guys enjoy this story!

Take it easy guys, gals, and my fellow non binary pals! Peace out!

-Marsh