The Weird Kid (BXB)

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TW: Calorie counting, purging, suicidal thoughts

"Finn!"

My head snaps up to my brothers worried face.

I'd made it through the first part of the day and now I was sitting in the cafeteria with my brother, Kai and Devon.

"Are you ok?" Kai asks

I nod.

"Not hungry?" Devon asks

I shake my head.

"Finn." Elliot says

"Please don't." I say

"But—"

I stand up from the table and walk out of the cafeteria. I continue walking until I'm outside of the school, in the parking lot. I look around to see if there's anyone around and when I see that I'm alone I let out a loud scream.

Why does he need to keep babying me!? I'm fine I've eaten enough these past few days, right?

I slip my hands in my hair and pull on it, yelling again.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck—"

"You done?"

I let out a short yelp and face the direction of the voice.

Cain, seriously why is this guy everywhere?

"What do you want?" I ask

"I heard yelling." He answers simply

I groan and sit down on the curb. 

"Why'd you leave the cafeteria like that?" He asks

"Wasn't hungry." I mumble 

"You didn't eat this morning either."

"So? What's it to you?" I snap

"That's not healthy, you're a six-foot-tall teenager."

"I'm fine.

Let's see, today's Monday, I ate a bagel and seven grapes yesterday. Saturday, I ate an apple, Friday, I ate an orange in the morning and then ate a whole piece of pizza at dinner. Shit how many calories is all that? That has to be way too many, way too many carbs wat too much sugar way too much food—

"Finnick!" 

I look up and see Cain staring down at me. The eyes that I've only seen filled with boredom now look slightly concerned.

"Stop doing that you're going to hurt yourself."

I look down and realize I had been snapping my rubber band.

An average bagel has 245 calories, seven grapes is 14 calories. An apple is 95 calories. An orange is 45 calories and a piece of pizza is 285. That's 684 calories in three days, way too much.

I stand up for my spot on the curb and walk back to the school.

"Finnick!" Cain calls

I ignore him and keep walking until I reach a bathroom. I lock myself in one of the stalls and drop to the disgusting floor, my head over the toilet. I jam my fingers down my throat as far as I can, trying to vomit. After a few minutes I'm able empty anything that was in my stomach.

Once I get everything out I'm left dry heaving and coughing on the floor, tears sliding down my cheeks.

Disgusting.

My feel my phone vibrate in my pocket but I ignore it. I get up from the floor and flush the toilet.

Wiping my face I walk out of the stall and over to the sink. I look in the mirror and see my splotchy red face. My eyes are red from the crying and my hair is a complete mess.