Anxiety's POV

I was minding my own business listening to music and scrolling tumblr watching cute dogs gifs, don't tell morality, when I heard my door being opened.
With the corner of my eye I saw light and something white.
Princey.
He would bring a lot of sunshine to the room.

Ugh.

"Have you ever heard of knocking? Or privacy?" I said putting away my phone.

"Would you have answered?" He said back.

"Probably not." 

"There's your answer. I talked to Morality, Anx. He's not doing well." He looked at me worried. I sighed.

"What do you want me to do?" I already knew that I had to do something. He wasn't just gossiping and he knew that I cared about Morality way more than I would admit.

"He needs you. He needs to hear from you that everything will be okay and that he can talk to Logan without worrying." He sat next to me.

"You realise what are you asking me to do." I raised my eyebrows.

"Yes, Anxiety, I do."

"No, Princey. I  think you don't. You're asking me to not be myself. I'm Anxiety, I need to worry about things. I can not change that." I snapped. I wanted to help and hearing that the only thing that I could do to help was something I was not able to do made me furious.

"I'm sorry Anx. But I think is the only way." He stand up and walk towards the door. "But I don't want you to do anything that makes you feel bad, okay?" And then he left.
I got back to my bed but I couldn't think about anything else that wasn't Morality.
I knew I had to do it but what if I tried and ruined everything. That's all I do anyway. I ruin things. Everything I touch ends up broken. I didn't want to make Morality worry even more.
I sighed. I couldn't do this.
I got up and left my room. Sometimes its darkness just made me feel overwhelmed. I went to the kitchen to get a snack but when I was about to get in I saw Morality.
I quickly turned around and started walking away.

"Anxiety! Wait!" Damn it.

"Hey Dad, need something?" I looked at him but quickly looked down. I'm going to ruin everything.

"I saw you running away and I got worried. Is everything okay kiddo?" He put his hand on my arm. I then noticed that I was hugging myself. I took a deep breath.

"I'm fine."

"Anxiety." He started using his dad voice. "Tell me the truth. What is going on?" I stepped back. I didn't want him near.

"Nothing Morality. You are imagining things." I snapped. I hated talking to him like that.
The reason I actually could stand Morality is because he would never judge me. He would never be mean to me, not even when I deserve it because I make Thomas feel bad. He's always there for me when the other two yell at me or tell me how much I screw things up.
He always helped me and knew how to do it.

"I know you well son. I know when something is bothering you. Let's do something, I'll make you some tea, you sit here and wait for me. Okay?" It wasn't a question, I didn't have a choice. He left the room and went to the kitchen. I sighed. " I'm not your son."

I waited Morality sitting in the couch, thinking how to tell him that I was useless, I couldn't help him not even if I wanted to.

"Here you are. Be careful it's hot." He smiled and sat next to me. I drank some of it. "So? What's wrong?"

"I can't help you Morality. I'm useless as always." I said.

"Wait, what?" He looked surprised.

"I can't do anything to help you and Logic. I wish I could but all I do is make you feel worst." I had tears in my eyes.

I felt the other hugging me. "Anxiety, is not your fault. You've helped me. If I don't want to talk to Logic yet is just on me. Please don't blame yourself kiddo."

I tried to calm myself down. I could do this. "Mor, you should talk to him. I really do believe you have a shot. Don't throw it away."
He looked at me smiling.

"I won't." He hugged once more, got up and left the room.
I did it? Did I actually helped Morality?
It couldn't be that easy, right?

I need to update more often but oh well. Hope you liked it!
Promise I'll write much more when school finishes yay