When I need you most - Gream/Dreamnotfound

Wish you knew

A/N

If anybody involved in this story is uncomfortable, I will take this down. This is made to improve my writing skills aswell as.. idek. Enjoy!

TW: Self harm, suicidal thoughts, eating disorder

--George's POV--

beep, beep, beep

I groggily opened my eyes and adjusted to the new lighting, sunrays seeping through the curtains on the left side of my bed. I slammed my alarm clock, "That'll shut it up." I mumbled. I looked at the time - 7.00am. This meant I had half an hour to get ready. I rushed out of bed and walked to my wardrobe, grabbing black ripped jeans and a white shirt, as well as a black hoodie with a small rose in the left corner. It's not like I could properly see it.

Perks of being colourblind

 I also grabbed a new pair of underwear. I walked into the shower, turning water to it's coldest. I glanced at my left arm, there was at least 30 scars scattered around my arm, some a couple months old - others from last night. I sighed, grabbing the blade from the corner of my shower. 

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That was enough to please me this morning. I got out of my shower and could hear my parents talking downstairs, I ignored it and looked at myself in the mirror. 

God, you're so fat. 

As soon as I could see my reflection, I jumped onto the scale - praying I lost at least 2 pounds. 

90 pounds (40kg)

It was an improvement, but I wasn't happy until I was at least 67 pounds (30 kg). I put on my clothes and tied up some plain sneakers. I walked downstairs and grabbed my black bag - hoping my parents wouldn't notice that I left without breakfast. I slowly opened the front door, trying to not make a sound - which ended up being successful. As soon as I left through the front door - my phone dinged. First it was one ding - probably some basic girl doing streaks

But then it went again,

"Who cares enough about me to be texting me before school?!" I said aloud, causing me to gain a few stares,  I grabbed out my phone.

Clay: Hey dude, Nick and I are catching your bus bc i had a sleepover w nick, cya soon!

Clay: You are catching the bus today, yeh?

George fumbled. He wasn't ready to see his friend Nick, and his crush... Clay. George felt his phone vibrate. He looked back down at the electronic device. Apart of George was upset he never heard of this 'sleepover' arrangement. However, he knew he would cause problems if he went over there. The last thing he wants is his friends to discover his eating habits and his arms.

Clay: Dude, don't ghost me on a monday morning :(

As he was lost in thought - he forgot he had to respond to his 'friend'. Even though Clay was teasing George, and he wouldn't ACTUALLY be upset over this, George's heart sunk slightly. It was as if he needed to please Clay..

George: Yeh dude, bus is like a min away - Where you getting on at?

Clay: Last night I was w Nick, so at his stop. I think its the one before urs bc we just got on

Clay: Dude. I can see u!! Cya soon, spot left next to me bc nick is w Zak

George: Sounds good, cya

The small boy looked up from his phone - Clay was correct. The bus was in front of him. He couldn't help but feel tired, his body wasn't use to loosing all the fat he had. George stumbled onto the bus, walking to the back. "Hey dude!" Nick smiled, looking up at George. "Hey Nick!" he said cheerfully. Inside, George was hoping that his act of happiness would be able to last - but he knew he would crack soon. "George, you're tiny! I don't even have to look up to at you and I'm sitting, come over here!" Clay cheerfully replied. George sat next to Clay, glaring at him through his peripheral vision. "I'm average height, Clay!" I said. He started wheezing.

Cute.

A/n

Sorry for such a short chapter, I will be writing 1-2k words but this just seemed like a good place to end it. If you enjoyed, please vote. :)

Next chapter should be out in like an hour or two!

(675ish words - 746 including A/n)