A/N: ok sooooo I suck as spelling (looks at tital of story) yep...all credit goes to lissie boo love ya bb XD for her awesome betaing!
Disclamore: ...nope, sadly I do not. Own this I mean. Right?Right.
This is the fith time I've weighed myself today and still no progress. I only have a week left to loose ten pounds before school starts, I've been working hard this summer so I can look good agian. My mom made me eat a hot dog today and wouldn't let me use the bathroom for the whole day. She even made sure I went to the bathroom before I ate. she thinks i have a problem but honestly I'm la-di-fuckin-da, I'm still tired but thats normal, I'm always tired. I still threw it up though. When she went to the bathroom I just went down stairs and let it all out. She thinks I'm dumb, that I wouldn't find a way. We are back from New York now, we were visiting my mom's sisters for the summer, but now we just got back. Living in Forks Warshington; the wettest place in the continental U.S. for me is like freeing a parrot in the woods during hunting season, we both hated each other.
You know whay else I hated?
Fat...
Just...The thought of being so discusting made me wanna gag. I used to be fat...So fat i weighed at least two hundred pounds...Actually exactly two hundred fourty-five pounds. Thinking back to that time...I was made fun of to the point of wanting to quit school. They told me I was too fat and needed to loose some weight.
. Day.
After the amounts of times I was tripped and had food thrown on me...Of being called every name in the book...I said fuck it. Fuck them. as soon as school let out I stopped eating and whatever I did eat (mostly from my mom forcing me to) I threw it all up, yeah I ate snacks every couple hours like carrots and stuff, but...I couldn't take it for much longer...Just the thought of eating them calories just getting closer and closer to that fat fuck I was...
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Last year:
Damn love my mama! Angel cake, pretzels, and the best sausage sandwitch with toasted crust, ever created was sitting in the little heaven called my lunch box. Being apart of the Cullen family had it's perks I guess. eating down the remainder of my sandwich I felt somthing hot hit me on the back, inside my shirt, so hot it burned! I quikly got up from my seat and pulled the back of my shirt away from my back looking around to see who smashed what seemed to be hot mashed patatos down the back of my shirt.
I should have guessed...
Demitri and Kaite...Them fuckers.
He embarassed me again, and again, and again. I felt the new tears start to build up in my eyes as my eyes burned and my throat felt like I was swalowing a football. I quikly ran toward the locker room to change my shirt, again, this week.
I hated feeling weak, felling that I can't stand up for myself, that I'm a complete coward.
FUCK!
I went toward the sink to warsh my face. It was chubby and had lots of red sploches around my cheeks and neck. My reish hair and freckles just made it completly worse.
I didn't have any friends, yep none except Bella maybe but she really didn't count since just our fathers are good friends. So once the bell rang signaling that lunch was over, no one came rushing to the bathroom to warn me, to let me know, to be with me.
Demitri and I used to be really good friends when we were in Middle School and Elementry. The thing is, is well I'm gay and Demitri didn't really like that, that much when I told him the end of our eighth grade year. He denied it saying i was confused while no I wasn't, and loved him.
Key word "loved" past tense.
Now He just makes my life a living hell. Name calling and shit. When I started to gain weight I didn't think much of it kind of like watever I'm a growing boy, I'll even out, blah blah blah...
Now...It's beocome a problem
Maybe should just stop eating...That would help!
Right?
A/N: Tell me what you thought? review also...have you ever been bullied?