Chapter 1- Meet Depression

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I'm Thomas Sander's depression

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I'm Thomas Sander's depression. Except for one thing, Thomas doesn't have depression, so how am I alive you ask. I don't know, all I know is that Logan hates me. I'm female, I'm a side symbolizing a disorder, not to mention he has no idea how I exist. So you could say hate would be an understatement.

None of the other sides know my real name, and I have no intention of ever telling them. They hate me enough, well, some of them do. Patton, the father of our group cares about everyone. Roman, I don't get in his way much so he only provides the occasional insult. Logan, you already know about him. Virgil, he understands how it feels to be shut out away from everyone.

Then we have the other 'dark sides' as Roman named them. Deceit and Remus, they're alright, as far as that goes. Remus eats deodorant and Deceit rarely speaks the truth. So as far as they're concerned, I only pop in every once in a while. The same thing goes for the other sides, they all just assume that I'm with the other group. They don't care enough to check. When the groups merge, they just seem to assume that I don't exist. I'm used to it.

Do you want to know the weird thing about me? I'm not able to give Thomas any depression. To him, it's like I don't even exist. I doubt the other sides have told Thomas about me, considering I shouldn't even exist.

Now that I'm done telling you of my life story, why don't I tell you a more interesting story of what happened one day when all of this changed, or at least most of it did.

It was like any other day, I was staying in my room while Thomas was filming a video. It started out like any other video, Thomas having a problem and the other's trying to fix it, the main four as I liked to call them. Then Deceit appeared, giving his input, and then Remus. At first, no one questioned where I was, then Virgil started getting the idea, then Patton noticed, then Logan, then Deceit, and then finally the twins.

They looked at each other, then at Thomas, debating if it was worth the risk. Patton eventually couldn't take it. I should've known that he couldn't handle it, but I hoped for the best, I hoped that he would be able to this time. But I was wrong.

"Hey kiddos, where is our other kiddo?" Thomas looked at him in confusion. Was Patton's cluelessness taking over, or was Thomas just incredibly dumb sometimes?

"W-who are you talking about? Is there another side that you're hiding from me?" The sides looked at him like they were wondering if they should tell him or not, so I saved them the trouble. I popped up right next to Virgil, not giving them the chance to lie. I shoved down my pride and looked Thomas in the eyes.

"Yeah, me. I'm someone they like to hide, to forget, they assume I'm with the others when I'm not with them. They're always wrong."

"I have a few questions. 1. What side are you? 2. Why are you female? And 3. Why haven't the others told me about you?"

"I'll answer you're questioning in order, 1. Not telling, 2. No one knows, and 3. Because they didn't want you to know about me."

"That doesn't help me feel even remotely better. Can any of you tell me who she is?"

"That's her story to tell Thomas, we don't even know the whole tale," Virgil answered. I appreciated that he was the one who answered and I was glad he didn't tell Thomas what side I was, I knew that if someone else answered I wouldn't have been so lucky.

"Okay, that I understand, you can tell me your story when you're ready," He looked me in the eyes, "But I need something to call you, I called the others by their side name, or by nicknames of their personality, I don't really have any information about your personality, or about your side, so do you have a name that you wish to be called?" He made a convincing argument to try to make me say my name, he did the same thing many times with Virgil. I wasn't about to fall for it. I was smarter than that, I wouldn't get tricked into telling him my name.

"Nice try, but I don't think you'll be seeing me much so you won't be needing anything to call me." With that, I sunk down into my room. Leaving Thomas and the other sides behind. They didn't truly know a thing about me, most of what I told the other sides about me was fake. When, no, if I told Thomas the truth it would come as a shock to all of them.

But I don't think I'll be telling them anything any time soon. At least not to all of them, I had one person in mind, one person who knew what it felt like to be treated differently based on what side you were. Based on how you were perceived. But he wouldn't want to know about my story, he wouldn't ask questions unless he got more curious, by which I mean unless the other sides asked him to ask questions.

A/N: So this is what I've been working on for the past few days, instead of Roseless. I'm sorry I didn't update it! So far I've hoped you enjoyed reading it! I give special thanks to my editor, banner maker, and cover artist Sumereii, if you have any thoughts on the story feel free to comment! This has been something that I've been thinking about publishing for the past few weeks, so there is more to come!

Signing off for now!-Moon

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