Virgil's POV

It's exhausting taking care of my boyfriend sometimes....

I walked into his room and found his bathroom door open with him inside making himself throw up. "Roman! Oh my lord! This is very unhealthy." I pulled him away from his bathroom and onto his bed. "Sorry." "Don't be sorry! Just, please, don't do this again." "I love you so much. I'd probably kill myself if you broke up with me."

Am I not enough for him? Why can't I make him happy? I know it's not just Remus that could make him feel this bad. What if it's me... I've always been told that's a red flag. Is Roman manipulating me? "I can't do this anymore! You've been a burden on my mental health. I can't help but think that you think I'm not good enough!" My head feels like it's splitting as water streams down my face, "I'm sorry Roman, but I have to break up with you."

"N-no... no." "Yes, I'm sorry." I turned around and left. Something is making my stomach feel bad and the headache's worsening. Was that a scream? Did I scream or was it Roman's?

Did the hallway get more narrow? Why's the ceiling so low? My face is cold. Why's the hallway so small? Oh god. I bet Roman hates me now. I bet he despises me. He'll never speak to me again. He'll never speak to me again. He'll never speak to me again. Why? Why? Small. The hallway is even smaller? Where's my room. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. Where's Patton? I need his help. I need him. I need help. I need... to calm down and stop crying.

I'm trembling down the hall, tears streaming down my face as I hyperventilate and try to find air. I eventually make it to the kitchen where I can see what looks to be a blurry Janus. I move forward and ignore him. I need ice. I need the cold. I grab some ice. My neck. I-

I come back down to earth and everything starts to return to normal, except I'm very cold and soaking wet. And Janus is standing in front of me with a bucket. "Wanna talk?" I nodded my head and we moved to the couch. "I broke up with Roman and I feel-" "I was going to use those!" "What?"