Ashton's POV
I had forgotten to eat these last few days. I was getting dressed to head down to the school but when I looked in the mirror, I couldn't stop.
My stomach looked flat, the way I wanted it to look for a while. My arms, legs and neck looked alot slimmer as well.
Maybe a diet change wouldn't be so bad.
I sighed and put on my clothes, liking the bagginess of it.
As I drove my way over, I passed the coffee shop I always went too. I decided to get something as a pick me up for the day.
I walked in and saw the 23 year old barista that made all my drinks.
"Mr. Irwin! Not shocked to see you here again! You want your classic?"
I let out a chuckle before shaking my head.
"No, just an iced black coffee woth no creamer and some stevia.."
He looked at me with skepticism before making the drink, which didn't take long at all. I gave him a smile and paid the price of the drink, leaving to my car again.
I reached the school and the sun was just starting to come up. I entered my respective classroom and started organizing.
Once all the papers and assignments were done, I got my bag and organized it. I laid my eyes on my lunchbox and sighed.
I looked in and just removed a few items, leaving only a sparkling water, some fruit and a protein bar.
I hated the thought of eating it all of a sudden, so much that I took everything and threw it in the trash can beside me with tears flooding my eyes.
If my mind hated the thought of eating then why bother?
Putting my arms on my desk, I start to really let the tears out. I've been so stressed and upset over nothing and I'm accepting that relapse is the way to cope.
I stopped crying on cue when the students started walking in. They looked so happy and that's all that matters to me.
Breakfast arrived, it was all normal to everyone. It was relieving to see Luke eating happily with Michael. He seemed to find alot of safety in him instead of his disorder.
I did pick up on how attentive Michael was when he saw Luke eating, whispering to him and everything. I only hoped that his recovery was going well.
I got a few skeptical looks from a few students as I'd usually be eating my own breakfast now but I couldn't, I needed to listen to my own disorder again.
Everything about today was just gonna be normal, the only exception being my own mind.
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Truth - Lashton
Fiksi Penggemar• Heavy Trigger Warning for Eating Disorders, Please don't read if this will cause harm to you • Ashton is a middle school teacher who is a dietitian on the side. A new year has started which means new students and new opportunities. Luke is a 15 ye...
