Janus's pov

I threw the door as shut falling to my knees. What is wrong with me I... I need to just stop. Stop being the bad guy.

Stop being what they think you are.

Prove them wrong.

I wanted to throw everything in my room around and for the first time in a while I was gonna listen to my emotions.

I gathered myself off the ground in a fit of rage I wrapped my fingers around my bookshelf and threw it to the ground crashing itself onto the ground. Tears fled from my eyes. I never get angry.

I started taking the books off of my shelf above my desk and throwing them at the wall. I took my hat and threw it down, stomping on it.

"STOP BEING THE ENEMY FUCKING BASTARD!" I screamed at this point I  picked up a mug I had previously had tea in and threw it at the now empty space wall. It shattered. I took my desk chair and hurled it at the wall. The concrete chipped in a small part as I fell to the ground again. A pillow was now on the ground in front of me and I picked up screaming into it.

I started to have a hard time breathing as I cried. I scooted myself under my desk. I never had outbursts of emotion like this. I wonder if Thomas is okay.

I didn't see the door open or someone enter until Patton was crawling under the desk with me. He took his hand and wiped some of my tears off of my face.

He sat next to me. Every part of me wantsd to yell at him to leave. But I couldn't. I just scooted closer to him as he wrapped his arms around me without question.

I cried.

For hours.

I passed out like that.

I woke up with the room put back together and me in pajamas. Patton sleeping next to me holding onto my arm. I sighed laying back down to join him in slumber.

Listen I'm in a mood homies and I needed to write something.i know it's short and I'm sorry.