Perfect little lies {Demus}

°•panic attacks and jealously•°

Warnings/triggers
•eating disorder
•Romans being stupid for just a bit
•panic attacks
•Crying
•Fainting
°•Please tell me if I missed any!•°

~~~~~~~~~~Remus P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yesterday I heard Deceit. I hate what I heard. I hate it so much. Why does he even think that? Of course I don't hate him! Does he normally think things like that?

I hear soft footsteps coming down the stairs. "Heya DeeDee!" I say cheerfully. God, he's a mess. He has a light but visible circle under his eye, and he's walking really slow.

"Is something wrong?" I ask. "N-No, I'm fine." That's an obvious lie. "Really? 'Cus you look like you're about to fall over." I look him up and down.

"Yeah...You may want to catch me..." He suddenly falls down. Luckily, I caught him just before he hit the floor. He had just...passed out. For no reason.

I bring him up to his room and set him down on his bed. I scribble down a note saying "please eat this, I know you love it" and leave a plate of cheesecake on his desk.

I hate to say it, but I have to talk to Logan. I pop up in Logan's room. He's reading a book with a title I can't see. "Ah, Remus," he looks up and closes his book. "What do you need?"

"Hey so, this is going to sound weird, but I think Deceit is sick or something." He looks at me. "Has he been showing any symptoms?" He asks. "Well, not really." He frowns. "Well then, why do you think that?"

"Before I popped up in here, he fainted. And he's really thin, too." I'm glad Logan's okay with us, or this would be a lot harder. "Hm," he scratches his head. "About him being thin, do you have an idea why?" I sit down on his bed. "No, not really. But, the food in the fridge never really disappears." He frowns. Is it something bad?

"It could possibly be an eating disorder." I jump up. He stares directly into my eyes. "W-Wait...that...actually makes sense, the only time I see him eat is when I cook for him, and that's not often." I look down at the floor. "Thanks, Logan..." As I sink out, I hear him say "No problem. Tell me if it gets any worse."

Why would Deceit do this to himself? Why, why, why? It doesn't make any sense!

I run up to Deceit's room. I open the door quickly. "Dee?" He looks at me. "Yeah?" He hasn't even touched the cheesecake. "I need you to eat something. Now." He looks at me with emotion filled eyes. "Re? W-Why-?" I grab the cheesecake and hand it to him. "Please, for me.." He stares into my eyes. He eats some. "I'm not leaving until you finish it."

I can see his eyes tearing up. What Logan said might be true, so I can't take any chances. "Re, I'm not hungry-" "Please just eat it." He glances towards the door. "You aren't leaving either." I put my hand on his leg. "Dee. Eat it. Please."

It's not the healthiest, but anything will work. He finishes the rest. I sigh. "Remus? Why did you...?" He looks at me. He wipes his eyes. "It's cause I fainted, isn't it? Remus, it's just anxiety. I'm fine. I promise."

He's lying. Sure, he has anxiety, but that's not the real reason.

"Fine," I say heading towards the door. "I'll be in the living room if you need me." I walk down the stairs and fall on the couch.

I really hope it's not true.

~~~~~~~~~~~Deceit P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~~

Shit. He's getting suspicious. No, no, no, no, no...I can't let him know that! I cant! I can feel tears running down my cheek. Damn it!

These types of panic attacks happen a lot. Usually Remus helps me, but I can't let him know I'm having one. That would just make him more suspicious.

But who can I go to for help? N-No Patton. He would call the others, and I don't need Roman seeing me like this. Definitely not Roman. It's pretty obvious. Not L-Logan either, he would start asking questions about whether or not it's happened before. I can't tell him that. So that just leaves...

Virgil. He's the best choice. He knows about my panic attacks, and he already knows a bit about the eating disorder. Sure, he doesn't know it's still going on, but I could just tell him that.

I shakily get up and teleport to their living room. Good, nobody's there. I quietly walk towards the stairs. Suddenly, someone tugs on my clothes, pulling me back.

No...I-I was so close...

"What the hell are you doing here snakeface?" I recognize that tone.
"R-Roman?" I don't let him see my face. He can't see my tears. I won't let him.

"What's with the stutter? I didn't think you of all people would have it." He chuckles. For a light side, he really can hurt someone. Really bad.

"I-I just need to see Virgil." He scoffs. "Why would you want to see him? Are you going to hurt him?" He really thinks I would hurt Virge? He's like family! "N-No..."

"Hey, look at me. It's getting really suspicious." He pulls me in front of him. He let's go of my clothing. I desperately try to wipe away the tears. "Deceit? You're crying...?"

Wow. He actually sound upset.

"No..." I wobble backwards. "I-I should go. You wouldn't want a monster here, now w-would you?" Great, I tried to sound tough, but I only started crying again.

"Deceit?" He walks towards me. I jump. "No, no, no...I'm so stupid! I should've known you were going to stop me!" The tears are still coming. "Are you having a panic attack...?" He looks me up and down. "W-What do you think!? That's why I came here in the first place!" Roman looks down at the floor.

Suddenly, my sobs turn into laughter. "Y-You almost look l-like your sorry!
I-I guess you can feel bad for your actions!" I feel sick to my stomach.
"W-What am I doing? Why did I even come here? I-I could've just went to Remus..." I could have. But I didn't want to risk it.

A hand is placed on my shoulder. It's warm. "Dee?" "V-Virgil...I-I didn't mean too..." I collapse. Why am I doing this? Why don't I sink out? Why am I letting Roman see me like this? Why?

Virgil pull me into his chest. He runs his fingers into my hair. "Shh, hey, hey its okay. I'm right here. Was it another panic attack?" I nod. I'm so pathetic. "Why didn't you go to Remus?" I cling to his shirt. "I-I cant...I can't let him know..."

My heart sinks. I feel like dying. "Dee? Dee your starting to pass out! Hey, hey stay with me okay? Roman get your ass over here and help me!" I feel the pressure leave from my stomach. "V-Virgil...?" "Yeah, yeah I'm right here. I'm going to get Remus okay? Roman is going to help you. He won't hurt you, I promise."

Roman holds me close to his stomach while Virgil sinks out. "R-Roman...?" I stutter. "Yeah? I'm right here, don't worry, okay?" I look up and stare into his eyes. "W-Why are you helping me...? I-I thought you hated me...Y-You think I'm a monster...right?" He starts to tear up too.

"I don't really hate you, I was just a jealous asshole." He smiles. Roman is jealous...of me? That's something  you don't hear everyday.

Shit, the pain is getting worse. My head feels so dizzy. My eyesight is getting blurry. I blink away some of the tears. It helps clear up my sight a little.

"Dee!" Remus runs up to me and hugs me. "R-Remus...?" I cling to him. "I-Im sorry...I'm so sorry..." My head is getting light. Why is this all happening. "Dee? Dee!" Remus calls out.

Everything went black.

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°•Heya! I made this all up as I went and it's 1 in the morning where I am. Sorry if this one sucks, but then again, all of my writing sucks so whatever.

@Itz_LizBitz I'm not sure if you meant it like this, and I switched the order. Sorry if it's not what you wanted!•°