Unaccepted

Chapter 6: Pain and Confusion

Logan's POV:
I finally found my scissors, but I still couldn't find my razor blade. Scissors could end up sloppy. I wanted to see if Patton needed it for something, but he's asleep. I'll just ask Roman.

"Hey Ro-" I stopped, also stopping on the stairs to see Roman asleep with Anxiety. I couldn't help to think it was a little cute, but I guess I'll just use the scissors. It's only 9:30 am.

As I was working, I felt a rush of exhausted flow through my body. I groaned form being so stressed. I glanced at my clock and it read 12:00 pm. Well, I've been working for only 2 and a half hours.

I sat up and slipped out of my room. I went to Patton's room and slipped the door open silently. I saw he was awake. I walked in.
"Oh heya, Logan!" He said, looking at me with a smile. Agh. That feeling in my chest again. I cleared my throat and adjusted my glasses.
"Salutations, Patton" I said. "You feeling better?"
"Yes, thanks for asking. Should we check on the other two?" He asked me, sitting up from his bed and giving me a small smile.
"They were asleep last time I checked, they may still be." I stated, adjusting my glasses once again.
"Oh, okay." He smiled weakly. I felt the tug of Thomas needing me.
"Thomas needs my assistance." I said before sinking out.
"Me too" he said before sinking out as well.

We both appeared in our usual spots in Thomas's living room.
"Salutations, Thomas. What do you need of our assistance? I asked.
"Well hiya kiddo!" Patton stated after me.
"Hey, I feel like my... anxiety has lessened..." He stated nervously.
"What?" Patton gasped, I just observed and listened.
"Is Anxiety... alright?" Thomas asked.
Me and Patton gave nervous glances at each other.
"Something happened, didn't it?" He asked, summoning Roman.
"Oh hey Thomas. You just woke me up. What's wrong?" He said, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"What's wrong with Anxiety?" Thomas asked. Roman seemed like he instantly lost his tiredness. We all gave each other nervous glances back and forth, I don't think any of us knew what to say.
"Wow. Seriously? What happened?" He asked once more, and I saw Patton start to tear up. He hated showing negative emotions in front of Thomas and he hated showing it to us too, but mostly Thomas, and he's opened up a little more to us.

"Anxiety, he uh..." Roman started. Thomas stared at him, waiting for him to continue.
"It started with a panic attack. He then passed out and we put him on the couch. He was sleeping on me and then woke up a couple hours later. He then started to go upstairs but then puked, then he tried to run upstairs afterwards and he ran into Patton, causing him to... fall down the stairs..." he said. So that's why he fell...
"What?" Thomas gasped. Patton had a tear roll down his face.

"He's being taken care of though." I finally spoke up. "I didn't know it'd effect you that much." I finished.
"I... I just have a lack of anxiety. It's still there, but not the usual amount..." he stopped. Patton was dead silent.
"Is... that all, Thomas?" I asked, wanting to end the.. 'awkward silence'.
"Yeah... I hope he feels better." He ended off.
"Thanks for your concern, Thomas." I ended it off with a nod, and sank down to reappear in the commons. Gosh, I really hate feelings. I saw Roman appear after me and then Patton.

    Roman went back to sit with Anxiety and moved the pillow that Anxiety's head was lying on, onto his lap. I went back upstairs to finish my work. Patton went in the kitchen to grab a glass of water and followed me up the stairs but went to his own room.
Roman's POV:
    Anxiety started to stir, then he turned over and clutched onto my sash. He pulled his head closer to my chest and buried his face into my chest. I couldn't help but to run my fingers through his hair. I always hated him, but this time, he looked very peaceful. I couldn't help but to smile out of compassion.