Shits about to go down... that's all I'm saying.

/Virgil's p.o.v./

I blinked awake the next morning to see that I was in my bed, but the space next to me, that was once occupied by Roman, was empty. I sat up rubbing my eye, and noticed the note sitting on his pillow.

Dear Virgil,
I had to meet up with Thomas this fine morning, but I promise I will see you soon this evening.
~Roman
P.S. I love you ❤️

I felt myself smile slightly and I held the not close to me. "I love you too..." I whispered, clutching the paper tightly. I understand I can't be with him all the time, but now everything feels so wrong when he's gone. It feels... lonely.

"You shouldn't have to deal with the heartbreak when things end, or he finds someone else to toy around with..." Depression's previous statement popped in my mind.

I shook my head trying to push the thought away.  No that won't happen...

"He only cares about you out of pity."

No! I snapped my eyes open. I can't be thinking this right now... I can't be alone... I placed the note back down and began to dress and get semi-ready, before leaving my room.

-&-

I couldn't find Patton anywhere, and after a long while of looking I decided to see if Logan was free.

"Logan." I was happy to see he was already walking my way down the hall. "Hey, you want to hang out together today, also have you seen Patton? I can't find him."

He flinched slightly when he saw me, which I didn't think much of, just that I'd startled him by suddenly appearing. Then he looked away from my face and to the wall beside us, seeming less enthused than usual. "No I um... have not."

"Oh, maybe he's with Roman and Thomas." I replied. "So um, do you want to do something?"

"Um... about that..." he shuffled weirdly. "I don't actually. I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I'd like to be friends, but I don't. I may have felt a bit bad for you before, but I've seen the error of my ways. I don't want to talk, or even spend time with you at all anymore."

"Wh-what?" I asked my eyes widening. "Come on that's not funny..."

"It wasn't meant to be." He replied narrowing his eyes at me.

What? I felt my legs begin to shake. Why? Why would he say this? Am I dreaming? "I don't- I don't understand. Why?"

"Because." He snapped. "Your always so monochromatic and dismal. It's obnoxious to be around. I don't know how Patton and Roman can even stand you, much less how Thomas can."

"L-Logan..." I managed feeling the tears form in my eyes at the words.

He rolled his eyes, looking down with a sigh that I couldn't tell if it sounded like he were in pain, or just thoroughly annoyed.
"Don't call me that, you don't have the right to call me by my real name."

"B-but... what did I do?" I asked feeling the tears finally slip free.

He paused keeping his eyes to the floor before he looked up, still not able to keep eye contact. "You existed." He replied harshly before brushing past me roughly and disappearing into his room.

I stood there in shock tears rolling down my face. No... this can't be real it has to be some kind of joke...I'm going to wake up right? Right. But I knew I was already awake. What just happened really happened. I felt my test tighten as I fell back against the wall in tears.

-&-

/Logan's p.o.v./

I left a shocked, crying Virgil in the hall way before closing my door securely behind me. Automatically I fell back on it, letting it support my weight. I grabbed my head which was pounding hard in pain, like it would when I'm under a lot of stress. "God damnit..." I muttered to myself remembering how hurt he'd looked.

"Welcome back." A voice sounded from inside the room.

I opened my eyes to see the side of Thomas I had only recently discovered, Depression, standing there. "I did it... I said everything you wanted me to say to him." I gritted out through practically closed teeth, but then my voice changed to sound a bit more desperate. "Now give him back..."

He smirked waving his hand to create a dark like substance from which Patton appeared.

"Logan?!" The boy called instantly running to me.

"Patton." I let him fall into my arms and held him close. He was shaking in slight fear, tears prickling in the corners of his eyes.

"You did well Logan..." Depression said simply. "I'm proud." And he disappeared into the darkness he created.

"Are you okay?" I asked him softly.

"I'm fine." He replied simply, seeming to calm in my arms. "What about you?"

I felt my grip tighten around him, and noticed something that's a rarity to me. I had started to cry... "I've done something terrible Patton..."

He must have noticed the warm tears in his shoulder because he went into his full on protective mode, and made a big deal of trying to comfort me. "That's okay, we can fix it... We can always fix it."

"I... I don't believe we can this time..." I admitted sadly.

"Hey... hey..." he pulled away slightly to look at me. He placed his hands on my face, and wiped away my tears from under my glasses. "Everything is gonna be okay..."

I hugged his waist to pull him in closer and connected out lips together, feeling relieved to have him back.

He kissed me back, and eventually pulled away to go back to embracing me. "I promise..."

-&-

/Roman's p.o.v./

I had just gotten back from my time with Thomas, and had decided to shower and dress before going to see Anxiety again. I had just finish pampering my appearance, and was about to walk out of my room when a weird dark substance clouded my room, and someone suddenly appeared there.

I screamed and instinctively grabbed my sword pointing it towards the figure. "Who are you?!"

"Hey Roman." He said with a wicked smile. He looked kind of like the rest of us, but was... off. His skin was pale, looked like It was tinted with a grey undertone. His cloths were baggy. His hair was so dark it looked almost black, and he just seemed to be letting off a disheartening aura. "I should probably introduce myself. I never really had a name, so you can just call me Depression."

"What are you... wait a second." I paused widening my eyes slightly. "You're the one aren't you?" I glared at him feeling anger spark inside me. "You're the one I saw, you're the one who's been hurting Virgil!"

"Hurting is a strong implication. Technically speaking I'm not the one hurting him." He replied simply, his smile flattening into a sarcastic line.

"You're horrible! How could you do this? How can you even be part of Thomas? What did Virgil ever do to deserve what you've done?" I swear I was glaring so hard it could burn holes straight through him. I was shaking trying to keep my anger back.

"Oh, yeah right..." he looked down gritting through his teeth. "Make me the bad guy! I'm always in the wrong right?! People always take The other side. What did Virgil do to deserve it?! Don't you get it? He did nothing! He never did anything to deserve it!" He screamed. "Wh-Why..?" His voice shook slightly and when he looked back up tears were streaming down his face. He continued to yell obviously choking back sobs. "WHY IS HE SO SPECIAL?! I was alone for years!!! I felt what I've put him through and worst for years!!! I shed a million more tears than he did, and yet I was completely ignored!!! Banished to the dark, not even known to exist!!! Better off just disappearing! So you tell me why..? Why does he get to have people like you... and Logan... Patton. Why does he get to feel happy, and I get nothing..?"

I was left standing there watching him with wide eyes, not feeling able to speak.

He cried quietly now and fell forward.

I quickly dropped my sword and caught him. He went limp, like he was growing weaker by the second. "It isn't fair..." he whispered as he suddenly gripped my arms, and I felt like I was flooded over with despair...

-&-

/Virgil's p.o.v./

I dried my eyes as I walked down the hall, still feeling upset and a little confused about my interaction with Logan earlier. I just don't understand why this would happen...

"I may have felt a bit bad for you before, but I've seen the error of my ways. I don't want to talk, or even spend time with you at all anymore."

I frowned. I guess it really was just pity... I stopped in front of Roman's door. He should be back by now... I place my hand on the knob and turned it, opening the door. "Roman I-" I stopped mid sentence and widened my eyes.

There in the center of the room sat Roman holding none other than Depression as he cried. It felt like my life came to a screeching halt as I watched as Roman leaned down and kissed the crying boy.

My hand fell off the knob, tears formed in my eyes and ran down my face immediately. I turned around, shut the door behind me, and ran to my room.

I couldn't breathe. I desperately tried to suck in air, but it felt like my lungs just refused to work. My legs shook, and my knees wobbled. What is happening? Why would Roman do that? Why? Why? I thought he loved me?

"You shouldn't have to deal with the heartbreak when things end, or he finds someone else to toy around with..."

Depression was right... he just felt bad for me...

suddenly it was like all the Anxiety went away, replaced with utter dread. My heart didn't hurt anymore, it had shattered. I could breathe again, but desperately wished that I couldn't. I felt my knees buckle under me and I fell to the ground sobbing, trying to do anything to stop the sadness, but I couldn't.

-&-

/Roman's p.o.v./

After depression had latched onto my arms tightly, I felt like dread just washed me over, and despite me fighting against it, darkness surrounded me, and it was almost like I lost consciousness.

When I came to again I noticed that Depression was still there, but our lips were connected together. I widened my eyes and shoved him away roughly. "What are you playing at?!" I asked wiping my lips back and forth with my sleeve.

He just stood there and chuckled, well I don't even think I'd call it that. He looked completely demonic.

I heard my door slam shut and looked over. "Virgil..." I knew I had to explain, so I walked toward the door.

However a hand in my shoulder stopped me, and I was soon sent crashing painfully to the floor.

"Sorry." Depression kneeled down to me brushing my bangs back and touching my face. He still had that wicked smile plastered on his otherwise emotionless face. "But I can't have you interfering."

I suddenly felt really drowsy and before I knew it is fallen into a deep sleep.

-&-

/Virgil's p.o.v./

I still laid there on my floor crying, I don't know how many hours I'd been there. The only reason I'd slowed down was because my throat was dry and scratchy, and I think I was running out of tears.

"Anxiety..." I heard a voice speak quietly from my bed.

I didn't even have to look to know it was Depression. He's the only one who's ever been able to get in here without my permission.

I curled up more, swallowing but having nothing much to swallow. "How could you..?" My voice could barely raise above a whisper, and came out croaked.

"I didn't want to, but I was trying to show you the truth." He replied calmly. "I tried to warn you I really did, but you just didn't listen." He moved from my bed and kneeled down next to me, petting my hair seemingly in comfort. "And now look at you, you're left a broken mess. Just as I'd thought..."

I began to sniffle again.

"I think it's about time Anxiety..." he pulled my head to rest in his lap, and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I think it's time you gave up, and succumbed to me..."

And that time it didn't even take mere seconds for him to pull me completely into the darkness.

Hey guys, yeah I know you hate me for leaving it on such a big cliffhanger, I already know XD. Oh no! My poor lil bean is so hurt 😭. I know you all are like 'how dare you do this!' But I mean I don't enjoy hurting him okay? Anyway there will be a couple more chapters till this is finished, so stay tuned! Also opinions on Depression now? Vote and comment, bye!
~Hannah😋