Chapter 1: Toxic Thoughts

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own "The Outsiders" or any of the Curtis' Gang. Sigh. The real owner of "The Outsiders" is my favorite author, the fabulous S.E. Hinton. I also do not make a profit from the stories that I write here on this site.

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Trigger warning. Self harm, suicidal thoughts, anorexia, bulimia, abuse, drugs, and maybe alcohol abuse in later chapters.

Characters thoughts/actions do not represent my thoughts and beliefs.

Her hands are shaking in front of her. She can feel her whole body trembling. She can see everything around her, but had no idea what was going on. She feels as if she is suffocating, the walls were closing in around her. She could hear her heart pounding in her chest and her quick, shallow breathing in her ears. She has nowhere to run, no way to escape. How could something so real be only inside her head?

Ponyboy's POV

"Hey, Darry," I called as I walked inside. Behind me Two-Bit slammed the door. Something smells delicious, I thought.

"Hey, Ponyboy." Darry greeted me as he stirred chili. I stuck my finger in the chili and licked it. Darry smacked my hand, but I just grinned.

"Stay out of the chili. How was school?" He asked me.

"But it's so good. I got a 97% on my math test," I told him.

"What about me, Darry?" Two-Bit put a hand over his heart, feigning hurt. "I got a 47 on my math test."

Darry hit Two-Bit in the head with a wooden spoon. He yelped dramatically.

"Wash up, Ponyboy.

You too Two-Bit. Sodapop and Steve should be here pretty soon and dinner will be ready in about five minutes," Darry commanded us.

Her dinner is sitting in her stomach. Guilt washes through her. She can feel herself gaining weight. She turned on the shower and leans over the toilet. She sticks her finger down her throat and dinner rushes up her throat. A piece of her blond hair slips out of her bun and falls in front of her face as she vomits. Satisfied that she would not gain any weight, she flushes the toilet and hops into the shower.

A/N: I'm sorry this is short. The other chapters will be much longer. Please review.

Aufenthalt Gold,

~Alee