Anxiety's pov:
What's going on? My head feels like it's on fire my stomach feels like someone is stabbing swords into it and my eyes are heavy what I wouldn't do to just sleep but something tells me that's not a good idea. "Anxiety look at me" roman says worriedly wait when did he pick me up? I move my gaze to what I assume is roman because although everything's spinning I can still sort of see his deep red sash. Am I moving? I can't tell everyone speaking around me isn't making sense anymore it's all being dulled by a high pitched ringing noise in my ear "what's doing on?" I try to mumble but it almost seems like they didn't hear me as there words don't stop and neither does the ringing "what's going on!" I say or more like yelled although I can't be sure I can't even hear anything other then the ringing not my voice or anything another wave of nausea washes over me and if my eyes and body wasn't heavy enough to convince me to sleep before it definitely is now as i slowly close my eyes and everything goes black.

Roman's pov:
"Anxiety look at me" Are the only words I can muster while he lays in my arms looking up at the ceiling his eyes closing before snapping open again like He is willing himself to stay awake. he slowly moves his head looking a little next to me but in my general direction at least I continue to jog toward patrons room ok jogging is an understatement I'm sprinting so fast that Patton and Logan are finding it hard to keep up but I can't loose Virgil not again!

~Flashback (romans pov)~
"Itty!!! Where are you!!" I yell looking around for the little Emo I've befriended over the last few years he's younger then me but that's because Patton says I'm a big boy so I have to look after him I mean I am almost twelve! I walk around peering under furniture he's small meaning he can hide easily which is great for games of hide and seek but not so great for when he doesn't want to be found. I get to his door seeing it slightly ajar I frown slightly itty never leaves the door open "itty?" I question as I get to the door opening it not prepared for what I see. The smell of vomit is thick in the air and the pale figure of my friend lays on the floor unmoving it's like time stopped for a few seconds it was like I couldn't breathe I could feel my hands shaking but I can't see them the only thing I can see is the terrifying sight before me "o-oh my...oh..itty...hey..w-what are you doing...get up..." I say feeling tears roll down my cheeks as I bend down shaking him lightly "come on i-it's not f-funny..." I say shaking him harder and harder "PAT!!!!" I scream for the elder trait as the limp pale and deathly looking boy continues to not wake up "LOGAN!!!! PATTON!!! PLEASE!!!!" I scream louder hearing footsteps coming my direction as I shake itty harder sobbing loudly praying that he will wake up. "Anxiety!!!" I hear Patton yell behind me as the two older traits take anxiety from me Patton practically having to carry me out of the room While he himself is holding back tears "roman please calm down...." he whispers but doesn't prepare me for what Logan says next

"Guys, he's not breathing...."

Anxiety's pov:
It's dark....

I can't move....

It's like I'm sinking.....

Sobbing?....

I can hear...sobbing?.....

"Come on anxiety please...wake up we can't loose you....please I can't loose you again!"

Roman?...loose me?...am I asleep?

I try to speak but every time I try it's like my lungs are filling with liquid invisible liquid in this blinding darkness.....

"Come on kiddo just please...breathe!!"

Patton? I am breathing?

More water I can feel it under my feet now....

"1, 2, 3, 4....1, 2, 3, 4....1, 2, 3, 4....come on...."

Logan? What's this weight on my chest?....

The waters rising...I can feel it at my knees...my waist and slowly climbing...

I've always hated being alone in the dark...why is this darkness so...inviting?

The waters at my neck...I can feel it tugging at my skin...my clothes...my being....

"Anxiety....please just one breath...come on you can't leave us....you mean so much"

Ohh roman, how I wish so badly I could have told you how I feel about you....even if I know you don't feel the same...it's a weight I would love to get rid of...

"We love you..."

Years....for years those where the only words I wanted to hear from the three traits mouths being consistently looked down upon does that to you. To hear those words means the world Patton, Logan, roman...I love you all....

"BREATHE!!!"

My eyes snap open as harsh violent coughs escape my lips as I find myself gasping for air while I stare blinded into the lights above me my whole body numb but in pain. What's going on with me?.

N/A - did I do good? I've never wrote something like this or more like in this style of writing so tell me what you think...please? Anyway have a fantabulous day/night my fellow Fanders XD