Mine From Day One

Chapter 3

Warning ⚠️:
Mentions ED and harmful topics. Read at your own risk.

We all walk into school the next day and see Ethan in a group with the girl he introduced last night. They were standing with the group of cat calling asshole basketball players who make every woman feel like a slut.

Last night we were at his house and he introduced her. I guess, none of us were ready for THAT. I walked in, laughed, and left.

It was Charlee. The girl I kicked out of one of our old groups for being a complete and utter bitch to me and the other girls. She was spoiled and didn't like it when people hung out with others.

So, I'm not having any part of that.

"He'll come to his senses eventually." Addi says.

"Meet at my place tonight? Parents have a work dinner." I question.

"Sounds good." They all say.

Later that night they all get there and I let them in.

While opening the door I look over at the Wrights to see Ethan watching us and rolling his eyes then walking inside.

"Asshole." I yell after he walks inside.

I slam the door and we all chill downstairs.

This is how it went on. Him being an asshole for no reason and us being his 'enemy'.

One day at school I go walking past him and he's puts his foot out tripping me on purpose.

"God you look dumb. Let's go babe." He says wrapping his arm around Charlee.

I was tired. Angry.

Addi and Sophie rush over and help me up.

Blake isn't far behind and comes over. "Look asshole-"

"He's not worth it." I say.

We all walk off.

My eyes fill with tears and I look down.

In my head I think. 'It's my body, it's definitely my body. How I look, how I act. Yes. He doesn't want to be friends with a fatty. He's tried of looking at my obnoxious self. He'll never like me back. I'm not enough for him or anyone else.'

I tug away from there grips on my shoulder that were leading me down the hallway.

"I'm going to the bathroom." I say looking down.

"We'll go with." The girls say.

No, it'll just be a minute...please.

I rush off to the bathroom and go in lock myself in the big stall.

I set my camera up with Snapchat open.

I lift my shirt turning to the side to check how my stomach looks.

'God I'm fat.' I think to myself.

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Every Friday us and the Wright have family dinner. The past few weeks I haven't gone because I used cheer practice as an excuse but it got canceled leaving me no option but to go.

I go and of course, he acts like nothing has been going on.

I sit there waiting for him to say something.

He sits silently.

"I'm skipping dinner, I'm tired." I say while getting up.

"Oh- you sure honey? Wait." My mom says trying to get me to stay.