So, quick note, this is BEFORE Accepting Anxiety Pat 2/2. They don't know Anxiety's name yet. Just thought I would clear that up!
             -geli
I sighed and finished, putting away my sketchbook under my mattress. As I sat down on my bed, someone knocked on my door.
"Anxiety?" Not Patton, too full of emotion for Logan, ugh. Roman. I hate him.

I didn't respond, back turned to the door. I heard my door open cautiously. "Go away, Roman."

I heard him sigh. "Anxiety, I-I'm worried for you. And not just I. We all are. When was the last time you ate?"

I looked down. "U-uhm.." He slowly stepped towards me, kneeling near the bed next to me.

"Anxiety.. Please.. This is my point. Th-the cuts, and starving yourself.. It isn't the answer. It's not what you need."

I turned around swiftly. "This is what's good for me, I need to do this. I can't just stop! Get out!"

He stammered, "A-anx-"

"Get out, Roman."

I heard him sigh and walk out, closing the door. I flopped on my bed, feeling the tears form at my eyes.

"Dammit.."

A/N- I know, I know, it's short. I just wanted to get something out there because some people actually like this piece of trash. Thank you!

- geli