WARNING: This chapter contains mentions of self harm and starvation.
Amber
For the rest of the night I just laid there, I didn't even have enough energy to get up. I wiped the tears that were on my face and opened my phone. Scrolling through Instagram hoping I can feel better. The time that I was at the hotel with Mavis is the happiest I've been. I weakly smiled at the picture we took on the street. Honestly I really wanted to tell Mavis about what happened but she's also been through so much that I didn't want to make everything about me. Suddenly I received a face time call from a group named 'loners'. I laughed at the name before picking the phone up. I see two faces pop up, Mavis and Jay. "You look like ass." Jay said to me while I just rolled my eyes. And that's how I spent the night, talking with my favorite people. I didn't entirely forget about what happened but it sure did make me feel better. We ended the call around 4am with laughter. I slept good after that.
Last night was fun, calling with my friends and all. We ended the call probably around 4am. I went to sleep about twenty minutes later and I slept pretty good. I woke up today around 12. I would have to be going to school tomorrow. I groaned as I went downstairs to see my brother eating. "Hey Mason." I greeted him. "Hey Mav, you hungry?" He asked me with a friendly expression. "Uhm nah not really." I said with an awkward laugh. "Really?" He asked confused. "Yeah." I mumbled. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." I said heading upstairs. I opened the bathroom door, going over to my mirror. I stared at myself for a bit, washing my face. I hated the way my body looked, who knew my confidence could go down so fast. I really was hungry, but I couldn't gain any more weight. I'd look ugly. I lifted my sleeve up, revealing the bright red scars that were marked on my wrist. Why am I like this? I know Amber probably didn't mean most of the things that she said in the past but honestly most of the things she said was true, whether she knew it or not. I didn't want to tell her about anything, I wouldn't want to make everything about me when she's clearly going through some stuff. I sighed going back to my bed.
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FanfictionMavis, she's a seventeen year old going to Brooklynn high. 'The quiet kid' is what people call her because she only has one friend Jay. Because she's the quiet kid kids often like to bully her, she's just got one problem. She has a crush on one of t...
