Heartstopper Fanfic

The Bad Da- Week.

Charlies POV   

TW: SH, Suicide attempt, Bullying, and Cursing.

Saturday

I woke up and automatically knew this was going to be a bad day, today it's Saturday and my parents are taking my brother, Oliver, out of town and staying in a hotel. While my older sister, Victoria, is going to stay at her boyfriends house. Leaving me all alone. Nick might come around but I doubt it. 

"Charlie! Mum and dad already left, i'm also about to leave. Text if you need anything!", Victoria screams and I hear a door slam after. 

If you did not know. I was admitted into a hospital months back because of my eating disorder and self harm. I'm doing way better now, and i'm not going to bother anyone with my issues anymore. 

I lay in my bed for an hour more, just scrolling through Instagram and watching drum videos. When I get up and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and hair, then I splash some water on my face. I grab my phone and text Nick good morning, even though it's already 11am. I then go down stairs to the kitchen, almost falling down the stairs with how sluggish i'm walking. 

When I make it to the kitchen I open the fridge and grab a fruit bowl that my mum must have prepared for me. I then grab a glass of water and sit down at the table. 

I'm not really hungry. 

But I have to try to eat.

I grab a piece of watermelon and put it in my mouth. I then gag and run to the bathroom and puke into the toilet. I flush it and then lay my back onto the wall, throwing my head back.

Today's going to be like that, huh.

I get up after a few minutes and drink some water and re-brush my teeth and then walk over to the kitchen again. I grab the fruit bowl and throw it in the trash can and cover it up with a paper towel. I then grab my phone and walk over to the living room and lay down and turn the tv on, texting Nick occasionally. 

I'll eat later.

Sunday

I wake up and look at the clock next to me, it's 1pm. 

Yesterday I threw up everything I tried to eat, and in return I cried my eyes out and went to sleep around 2am this morning, since I stayed up watching Netflix and on the phone with Nick. I roll over and get out of my blankets. I'm going to go shower and then try to eat.

After I get out of the shower I walk down to the kitchen and open the fridge to grab some milk, and then get everything else for a bowl of cereal out. Once I put everything up I go and sit down in front of the food.

I don't want to throw up.

I grab the spoon and put it up to my mouth and swallow it. I then get a 2nd spoon of it and put it in my mouth, then it hits me. 

I run to the bathroom and throw everything up again. I then lean back on the wall and cry. I'm so hungry. I just can't eat. After a few minutes I stand up and go to the kitchen and pour the cereal out. I go up to my room and wait until my family gets home.

Once they get home, they all suggest we go out for dinner. I reluctantly agree and hop in the car. 

"I noticed all the fruit bowls were gone, and some frozen dinners. Did you eat them Charlie?", My mum says as she looks in the mirror back at me.