Confession? (TW: Eating Disorder)

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Zak's POV:

I sat impatiently in my bed, waiting for Bad to arrive. I just knew he was gonna lecture me again for what happened with techno, but i also  couldn't wait for him to tell me the announcement. I wanted to know how bad would react if i told him i liked him so i did what any good friend would do: ask his closest friend-

Texting...KARL

ME                                                                                                                          KARL

Can we talk?                        

                                                                                                                Sure, what's up?

Uhm, how do u think bad would  react if i told him i was...y'know..

                                                      YOU WANNA CONFESS YOUR FEELINGS ?!

Basically. Can u help?

                                                                                                                           OFC                                                     

Dont tell george.

                                                                                             OH IM DEF TELLING

       NO    

                                                                                                                       TO LATE

KARL

KARL

DO NOT TELL GEORGE

Final Message

I knew i should have asked someone else, like dream. He pulls girls without even trying and has 3 boys fighting over him. Why cant I be like him? An hour later, Bad never showed up and i started getting worried.

"DREAM, I FOUND AN UNOCCUPIED WEAPON THAT I'LL SELL YOU FOR 20 BUCKS"

"OMG SHOW ME"

Then, without a knock or warning, he burst into my room with money in his hand

"Geez, no knock?

"WHERES THE WEAPON"

"Right... OH, its right here"

i reached into my pocket and flipped him off. i could tell he was pissed but before he could storm out, I asked if he could help me.

"what is it now?"

"i need some advice..."

"awe, did your boyfriend not show?"

I rolled my eyes at his remark, and pushed past him out of the now crowded room. At this point my stomach was yelling at me and it felt like an animal was eating me from the inside so i tried to take some pain relief but my dear brother stopped me with one word-

"Eat."

I tried to protest but it didn't work, he just kept demanding i ate. I was gonna cry for a second but dreams not really that sibling you can cry in front of so i ran to my room, with the bottle hidden in my arm, and slammed the door.

"I hate you" I stated in a loud whisper.

(335 words)

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