Summery: Anorectic, a cutter with an eating disorder, yep, that's me. Cameron Morgan. I know, me being the cheer leading captain, Mrs. Perfect, Queen Bee, a cutter? With an eating disorder? Can't be true. She's so happy, cheerful, perfect, there's no way SHE has any of that. Well I do. And this, this is what happened in my sophomore year...
3rd persons P.O.V
Cammie walked down the street, all the way down to that little meadow right at the towns border.
She sat down on the grass, putting her bag beside her. She was thinking those dark thoughts again. The ones that wouldn't leave her alone. The ones that started with Dillon. Him, it was His fault. He did this to me. He made me like this. She thought angerly.
He had told her she wasn't skinny enough. He had told her she could only eat this, and only that at that time. Then, she could eat this, the next day. She couldn't disobey or leave him, no.
That would get her even more hurt. Dillon wasn't just a dick, no, he was abusive. She had learned to do what he had told her to do.
She knew what happens when you don't listen to him.
And she also knew it wasn't something you wanted. She sighed as she took out the little blade from her bag, pulling up her shirt sleeve, getting ready to do something unthinkable.
Something she hated doing, but it helped. It helped so much, she had to. She took a deep breath before taking the blade to her skin...
Zach's P.O.V
I watched her walk home, smiling and helping Mrs. Anderson with her bags. She was as sweet as everyone thought.
Amazingly sweet, nice, so kind. You couldn't help but smile when she was around. But I knew better. No one healthy is that skinny. No one wears jackets and long sleeved shirts in the summer.
No smart, sensible person, witch I know she is, does that. She smiled at me,"Hello Zach." she says hugging me. "Sups Cam?" I ask, my best friend sense we we're six.
"Just coming back from a walk." she says shrugging. "Uh-huh." I say. She sighs. "I was on a walk." she says.
"Yeah, but what did you do on that walk?" I ask. She looks away, guilty. "Nothing." she mumbles. "Sure." I say, taking her arm lightly, pulling up the sleeve. I sigh, she has a fresh cut. "Cam," I say. She starts crying,"I know! I just had to." she says wiping her eyes. I wrap my arms around her. "It's okay." I say.
"What are you doing? That's my girl." Dillon says walking up behind us. "You know me and Zach are just friends." Cam says, breaking my heart. "I don't care. You guy's can't hug anymore. No. Touching. At. All." Dillon says pulling Cam away from me.
"Now Come on bitch, we're meeting Josh at Dee Dee's house." Dillon says pulling Cam away by the arm. She looks back at me and mouths,"Sorry, I love you. See ya later!" before turning around and walking away with the devil himself. .
How can she stay with him? I've told her before, they'll but him in prison, she wont even have to worry about him! But no, she says he loves her. She loves him. Not me. It will never be me and her, never.
She made that perfectly clear.
Kay Kay, tell, was it good? I know it was a little dark, and it will be. But only a little. I'll update faster if you review! Suggestions are welcome!