I have to confess something.... I'm only good at writing angst.

⚠WARNING⚠
This contains:

-sad Patton
-Self harm
-Angst (obviously)
-Swearing
-Domestic abuse

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Patton's POV

Today was just like any other day. I was cuddling with my boyfriends Virgil, Logan, and Roman. We were just watching a Disney movie while cuddling on the couch. Though... when the movie was over, fear took over me.

Everday, after we watched a movie... They would yell at eachother, occasionally yelling at me aswell.

As they were yelling, I hid in the kitchen, sitting on the floor with my knees tucked into my chest. I can't bare hearing another fight... I started to cry, once again. Waiting for the yelling to stop. I plugged my ears with both my hands, attempting to block out the noise. I still hear it, but it's muffled.

Soon, the yelling stopped. Calming down, I get up off the floor, only to get kicked back down. This... is new. I look up to see a pissed off Roman. "H-hey, kiddo! Would you l-like something to eat?" I managed to say.

Roman's hands then curl up into tight fists, scaring me. "Shut the fuck up, Morality!" Roman cursed. He knows it hurts me to be called that... why is he doing it then....?

My question was then answered, by Roman kicking me in the stomach. I cry out in pain. All I wanted was this to end.

"Morality," Roman growls, lifting me up by the collar of my shirt. "No one here fucking cares about you!"

Tears then started to flow down my cheeks once again. "Please, Roman, please stop!" I beg as he drops me and continues to kick, and hit me.

"No one cares about you Morality, so stop trying to take my spotlight!"

"You're just a worthless wannabe!"

"You've always been so damn annoying!"

"Everyone hates you!"

"Attention seeker!"

I continue to cry as Roman yells at me...

Eventually, Roman stops kicking me and walks off saying one last thing. "You're only useful for one thing; keeping Thomas a good person." After that, I sunk down and entered my room.

Suddenly, I had the urge to hurt myself. So that's what I did... I locked the door before going to my arts and crafts drawer, grabbing out a screw driver and a pencil sharpener. I unscrewed the bolts that held the peices of plastic and razor together.

I took a deep breath before grabbing the razor, and pressing against my   arm. I squeezed my eyes shut before gliding it against my skin, preparing myself for the pain. Surprisingly, after that one cut, I felt a little bit better.

Wanting to feel a lot better, I kept cutting my arm. Cut after cut after cut. I put the razor down, satisfied with its work. I look down at my arm to see what I did. As I was looking at it, I noticed that some cuts went across the bruises that Roman left behind, seeing how those cuts were bleeding more than the others.

I sigh and look at the time. It was time for me to make dinner. Took my cat hoodie off my shoulders and put it on, to cover the bruises, and cuts. I walk out of my room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen I decided to make some spaghetti.

Time skip

I sigh as I just barely finish making dinner. It was now time to call the others down and set the table.

"Virgil, Logan, and Roman! Dinner's ready!" I yell, grabbing the plates and forks. Logan was the first one down.

"Salutations, Patton. I shall lend a hand in setting the table." Logan greets me, grabbing the plates out of my hands, and kissing me on the cheek. I smile. "Thanks, Logie-bear!" I say, trying to keep my happy-go-lucky attitude.

He smiles at me, setting down the plates. "You're welcome, Pat." He replies. I set down the forks, and kiss Logan on the cheek. He smiles gently. Then, Roman comes down the stairs. I keep a smile on, not wanting to worry Logan. The truth is, I'm terrified.

I then go grab the food, and set it in the middle of the table. Roman, and Logan sit down as Virgil comes down the stairs. "Hey, Pat!"  Virgil greets me, kissing me on the cheek.  "Hey, cutie!" I reply, giving him a kiss on the cheek as well. No matter how much they fight, I still love them.

Another fucking time skip.

It had been a few days since the physical abuse started. Now, after every fight, Roman finds me and abuses me. It hurts to know that one of the loves of my life hates me...

I was currently laying in my bed, sleeves up, and still recovering from today's attack. I has recently just cut myself again, but deeper this time, there was blood all over my arms, my desk, and my bed.

I looked around my room. It was really messy. I didn't bother cleaning my room anymore. I still cook, and clean around the house. I gave up on pretending to be happy.

I grab my phone off my desk and went to watch some of the Sanders Sides videos. Mainly the ones where Roman was really nice to me.

"Oh those are just silly cartoons! They don't even look realistic! But if need be, I will destroy them for you Patton."

I sigh, missing the good old days. The days where they didn't fight. The days where I wasn't sad all the time. The days where Roman wasn't so... abusive.

I then start to cry. The memories of Roman being nice to me, were just from the past. I miss those times. But... everything good must come to an end... Like me...

Virgil's POV

I don't know what it is, but every time Roman walks into the room, I see Patton flinch and stiffen up. I also noticed that Patton has been wearing the hoodie Logan gave him lately, instead of having it wrapped around his shoulders.

I was in my room theorizing on why that was happening, when suddenly, I got a bad gut feeling.

"Go check on Patton!" A voice in my head yelled.

I then began to get more worried, so I followed my gut and went to Patton's room. When I got there, I didn't bother to knock. But, what I saw was a horrible sight.

Patton was on the floor, crying, and cutting himself. I can tell that he was cutting deeply, seeing how much blood there was.

"Patton! What are you doing?!" I shouted, getting his attention. I run over to him and grab the razor out his hand, throwing it across the room. I then hold him in a tight hug. Soon, I feel him hug back, still sobbing.

"LOGAN! GET ON HERE NOW, AND BRING BANDAGES!" I call out, grabbing a dirty shirt that was on the floor, and covering the cuts on Patton's arm.

I hear two pairs of feet come running towards the room, getting louder. Soon, Logan ran in with the first-aid kit, and Roman came in panicing. I help Patton off the floor and over to his bed.

"Logan, once I remove the shirt, you're going to have to have the bandages ready!" I demand, already seeing a little blood bleed through the shirt. Logan nods and gets the bandages ready.

"In three... two..... one!" I count down, taking off the shirt. Logan then quickly wraps Patton's arm up.

After a while, when Logan finished wrapping his arm, Logan and I hug Patton, and not letting go. I then look over at Roman, who seemed to be still taken back by the situation. I then look at his eyes, they were filled with guilt and regret. I then start to peice things together as I pay more attention to Patton's arms.

They weren't just covered in blood and cuts, they were also covered in bruises. I then think back to the other day, I heard screams of pain coming from the kitchen, yelling too. The yelling sounded like Roman, the screams sounded like Patton, but I was an idiot to not go and investigate.

After everything was put together, it all makes sense. A wave of anger devoured me whole as I got up, let go of Patton, and turned towards Roman.

"What the fuck did you do, Creativity!?" I ask in pure anger, yelling at the top of my lungs. Roman then snaps out of his little trance and looks at me, his eyes filled with fear, guilt, and regret.

"Virgil, believe me when I say I regret everything I did!" Roman then starts to tear up. "I was stupid, and enraged! I swear on Thomas' life that I am very sorry!"

I looked back at Patton and Logan. Patton was still crying, and Logan was comfused. But Roman was going to answer all of Logan's questions.

"Tell us what you did, Creativity!" I say, my voice multiplying. Roman then drops to the floor, crying. "I abused Patton, physically, and verbally!" He confessed.

I look back at the two glasses wearing cuties. Logan looked absolutely mad, and Patton clung onto Logan for dear life. I look back at Roman, who was still crying on the floor.

"Patton will be the one to decide you fait," I declare. "For now, leave this room and leave us be!".

Roman nods, getting up and leaving. I shut the door right as he leaves. I sigh and turn around, calming down immediately at the sight of Patton sleeping. He had always been so cute when he's asleep.

I climb onto the bed as Logan lays him down comfortably. Logan lays down beside him, so do I. I grab the blanket and cover us up after Lo and I take off our shoes. We then cuddle up to Patton, hugging him gently, not wanting to hurt him.

Time skip because I'm a lazy fuck

Patton's POV

We were in the living room, Virgil, Logan, and And I were sitting on the  couch as Roman stood a few feet in front of us.

"So Patton, what's Creativity's fait?" Virgil asks, glaring at Roman. I sigh as I think of what to do to. I then come up with something.

"Roman has to do all the cooking at cleaning for a year, and he has to show more love and affection towards us." I anounced. Virgil looks at me in disbelief, Logan smiles, and Roman walks over to me. Roman bends down and kisses my cheek.

"If that is so, I shall go prepare lunch." Roman says smiling. I smile as he heads over to the kitchen.

"This is one of the reasons why we love you." Virgil, and Logan say in unison, making me giggle.

That was long, and sad. But, as I now say: When I want to go into detail, I go into detail. I know it was a little graphic, but that's just my brain, y'know? Anyways, I hope you have a great day/night! Bye!

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