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Don't attack me for not having any chapter name ideas 👍 I'll think of some I promise
Tw: swearing, fighting, physical fighting and sensitive topics!
Camilo sat me down at the kitchen table. "Amor, we need to talk about...everything." He said with a serious tone. "Yes, yes, I know. Just don't tell my mama! She's already got enough on her plate." I said, knowing exactly what the conversation was going to be about. Camilo took a deep breath before saying, "remember when we first met? You would always cover your arms with some sort of cardigan?" I sighed and looked him in the eyes, indicating for him to continue. "Well, we both know why you hid your arms. Eating disorders, sexual assault and self harm is a lot to juggle. I want to talk to you about all three of these subjects." I felt my eyes start to burn with tears and my lip start to tremble. "C-Camilo..." I said with a shaky voice, "I can explain..." He sighed and mumbled something under his breath. "Go on then..."

"The eating disorder...well it started around two months before I moved here..." I explained, "I felt like I was..too fat. I would look at all of these woman who had tiny stomachs...and...I just felt like I was a pig compared to them! So I started working out... you know..going for jogs and exercising. It was working, but I still wasn't happy. I started starving myself, but that was too obvious, so I tried something new. Every night after dinner, I would throw up. It was a horrible process, but I lost mass amounts of weight. I was happy...but I was addicted. So that's why I done that!" I breathed and closed my eyes, feeling a single teardrop roll down my face. "I need to know about the self harm." Camilo said in a demanding tone. "Here we go.."

"This has been going on for around a year now. I just felt unhappy. There, I said it." Camilo looked at me and said, "Ok, but can you not just...stop?" I laughed before saying, "you've got to be joking? You think it's that easy?! WELL IF IT WAS, I WOULD HAVE STOPPED A LONGGG TIME AGO!!!" I snapped. "IT CAN'T BE THAT FUCKING HARD, CAN IT?! GOD. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO DIFFICULT!" He shouted. "ME? DIFFICULT? HAH! YOU'RE THE ONLY DIFFICULT ONE HERE, YOU FUCKING COÑO!" I screamed. "YOU LITTLE SLUT! THIS IS ALL FOR ATTENTION, ISN'T IT? WELL YOU GOT THE ATTENTION YOU WANTED, WHORE!" That was the last straw. I grabbed a frying pan and slammed it against his head.

"YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!" He screamed at me. Then I spotted the sink, full of dishes that I was supposed to be washing. I quietly walked over to the sink, Camilo following close behind. I then turned on the tap, and let the water run. I waited until the sink was pretty much full, and started doing the dishes. Then, he hit me. I breathed in, smiled, and grabbed him by the hair, slamming his face against the marble counter top. He screamed in pain, holding his nose, while I still had a firm grip on his hair. Then I shoved his head under the water and smashed a plate against the back of his head. It broke into a million pieces. I picked a sharp piece up and sliced the back of his neck. Then, I lifted his head up and laughed. I pushed him to the floor and kicked him. Then, to make him pass out, I slammed the frying pan against his head again.

His nose was bleeding and so was the back of his neck. I then tossed him outside, waiting for his stupid sister to come pick him up. I looked at the mess I had made. There was pieces of glass on the floor, water was everywhere, blood was on the counter and in the water and there was a frying pan on the floor. I contemplated slicing myself with the glass, but decided against it as I had a lot to clean up. I drained the water and swept up the broken glass. Then I cleaned up the blood on the counter and moped up the water on the ground. Finally, I lifted up the frying up, and hung it up as though I didn't just attack someone with it. Then I washed my hands and flopped on the couch. I sighed heavily. "What a day!" I said before drifting off to sleep...

A/n:
Heyyyy! Sorry for not being active! I moved house and it was pretty stressful. Anywaysss. I will be making new chapters soon (tmrw) goodbye <33

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