Cupid's Match

chapter 3.

tw// mention of abuse, alcohol, ed

Leila managed to pull herself up with her legs still trembling before someone decides to come in.
The hallways were already empty, she looked everywhere not a single person in sight, what if she runs away and ditches the rest of the classes? would it be so bad? not seeing Leo's face for the rest of the day is it such a bad thing?
She took a deep trembling breath and got out of the tall building. 
Her car wasn't parked outside so she had to walk and just wander around, she loved that though, she loved walking, it brought her some sort of comfort ever since she was a little kid, whenever her dad comes back home and gets into a fight with her mom she would go on a walk and it depended on how long their fight would last sometimes she'd walk for an hour sometimes two even maybe three and had to get used to old men hitting on her and taxi drivers asking her if she has someplace to go and mocking her if she says no. As she was walking she landed on a beautiful shore, looked kind of abandoned so she sat there for a little while just admiring the beach and listening to the waves.

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Second and third class went by quickly and weren't so bad at least better than the first class but there was lunch break and that's where it all usually goes to shit.  See Michael loved food he even had a passion for it but his family members and random guests that came to his house just had to say something about it.
He got his food and sat down on a table in the back, he had to eat something since he hasn't really eaten anything since yesterday afternoon but he couldn't get himself to actually do that, other than just staring at the food in front of him he didn't do anything and if he did do something he'll instantly get nauseous and regret it.
He never really thought the comments would ever get to him.

{"are you really going to eat all of that?"

"losing a few pounds would look good on you"

"do you ever do anything  besides eating?"}

but slowly he started to eat less and less with each comment he recived the food in his plate became less and less and it got so much harder to eat.
But he has to eat something or else he'd spend the day feeling like shit so he took a small bite of his sandwich and ate a chocolate bar and hoped that this would be enough.

"okay you're good you're good" he mumbled to himself before getting up and leaving the cafeteria feeling a bit dizzy. He still had two more classes to attend and the day would finally be over. He was majoring in Philosophy which was one of his favorite subjects and something that really really inspired him and helped him a lot.

(few hours later...)

The day was finally over and half of the students were heading out and as he was leaving someone grabbed him from the back and slammed him on the wall.
It was a tall buff blonde man, he had big blue eyes, a perfect shaped nose and soft red lips.

"Where's she" he asked angrily.
Michael was too stunned to speak as his anxiety increased by the second.

"Where's she dumbass " he asked again his face had gotten red.

"w-who" Michael replied with his voice cracking.

"my girlfriend remember? the one you were flirting with" he answered firmly and pushed him even more against the wall.

"i- i don't know" Mike whimpered and tried swallowing the gulp in his throat.

"if something has happened to her i swear im gonna kill you" the stranger threatened before dropping Mike on the ground.

The poor thing had to run to the bathroom and throw up since his crippling anxiety and the food he ate had finally caught up to him.

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