*TW- Mentions of suicidal thoughts, od, jumping, cutting, body dysmorphia. Do not read if this triggers. leave a comment at the authors note or DM me and I will give you a non-triggering recap of this chapter.*
I came out of my room, after I changed into pajamas, making myself look happy. Not too happy, so nobody questions it, but happy enough that nobody will question anything. I had a plan. Go 'out with friends' tomorrow. Climb to the top of the abandoned building that is a couple blocks from here, using the fire escape. Slit my wrist.... maybe not.... maybe I will take pills.... or I could jump?... I'll figure it out tomorrow.
"Jenna, what movie?" Peter asks.
"Huh? Sorry I was spaced out." I reply.
"Star Wars or Harry Potter?" Peter asks.
"Harry Potter." I answer, without a seconds hesitation.
"Good choice." Clint remarks. I smile at him.
"After a while of hanging with Peter, you get irritated with Star Wars." I shrug.
"Hey! Star Wars is Great! Mr. Stark?" Peter whines.
"Sorry, kid. Gotta agree with your sis over there. For once Bony is right." He smirks. My heart freezes.
"What did you just call me?" I ask, feeling this weird cold feeling in my chest. Kinda like fear, but different.
"Face it, kiddo, you are practically a walking skeleton." Mr. Stark tells me. I stand up.
"I'm actually kinda tired. I'm going to bed. Goodnight, everyone." Now I'm feeling numb, separate from all my emotions.
I get to my room and close my door. I look at myself in the mirror. How can he say that I'm a walking skeleton? I'm not! I'm a fat loser. Was he making fun of how fat I am?
Hearing someone knocking on my door draws me from my thoughts.
"Come in!" I call, walking towards the bathroom to brush my teeth.
"Hey." Nat says, coming in.
"Hey. Need something?" I ask cheerfully.
"You okay?" She asks.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I reply. I enter my bathroom. Nat follows me and stands in the doorway.
"You rushed out of movie night. You love movie night. What's going on?" She prys.
"Nothing!" I exclaim, starting to get annoyed.
"Is this about what Tony said?" Nat asks.
"I don't know what you are talking about." I reply.
"You know he just likes to joke." She says. I turn around and look at her.
"I know! I'm not saying anything." I tell her, then put my toothbrush in my mouth and begin brushing my teeth.
"If you want to talk, I'll be in my room. They picked Star Wars, so I really don't want to watch it again. To be fair, it was Peter's turn to pick. Next week, you're up." She says. I nod. Nat walks out. I breathe a sigh of relief that she didn't say anything about... anything. I'm not okay, but they can't know that. Besides, I will be okay. Tomorrow on the roof.
Author's Note
Wow. That was interesting. Tell me what you thought. Comment if you want a trigger free recap. What will happen? I don't know. Actually, I do know, I have the next six chapters written out in a notebook ready to be typed up on here. Sorry for lying guys.
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