❝𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞?❞
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surrounded by toxicity and a bad past, she struggles with body image and beauty. with a touch from the wand of fate, an angel was sent to her.
that angel name is anabelle lindsay. she l...
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"she's so ugly!"
that's how i wished i look. curves, no rolls, round bottom, breasts that weren't saggy and even lips that were so pretty and soft!
"i know right. sad she's worshipped here." matilda said and i bit the inside of my cheek.
"and she's gay, too." ciara added.
they were talking about anabelle lindsay - the bad girl of the school. even though she was lesbian, that didn't stop her from being a big bitch to everyone. she fought for people, the teachers were scared of her - the principal even.
anabelle has perfect blonde hair flowing over her shoulder, almost looking silver. at one point, i was convinced that it was dyed but then she confronted someone who was saying that her hair was dyed and said that it was not. her eyes are brown and her lips are pink and heart shaped. anabelle was about 6'2, the tallest in the school and the best basketball player in the state.
she's everything im not. she's everything i've ever wanted to be; successful, pretty, flawless, perfect.
"i mean who would want to be lesbian? it's so gross. imagine liking the same gender," ciara said in distaste.
this is why im scared to come out to them. they're homophobic and fat phobic. they constantly body shame people and gossip about them, then when they see them they act like they weren't talking about them not too long ago.
im only friends with them because they're the only one who wants to talk to me.
no one else wants to talk to me.
they think im stuck up like matilda and ciara are.
"right, delilah?" matilda nudged me and i snapped out of my trance.
"huh?" i mumbled, looking at them.
"ugh," ciara rolled her eyes, "you're never here! are you in love with her or something? you're always staring at her!"
only if you knew, ciara.
"me? her? absolutely not." i hissed. lies. stop lying, delilah.
"good. we'd hate to throw you out of the group." matilda said.
i used the fork to stab the beans that were on the lunch tray and sighed. my appetite was gone.
"are you going to eat that? all that oily stuff? it's not good for you, delilah. you're already fat." matilda pointed out.
my eyes dropped and i could feel tears pooling in my eyes. my vision became blurry at the tears that were forming and i let out a soft sniffle.
"no. you're right, matilda."
i pushed the tray away and got up, walking away. a stray tear fell down my cheek and i wiped it. i felt someone looking at me and it made me rush out of the cafeteria.
