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(TW: abuse, self harm, eating disorder, SA )
(This is a fake story written for purely for entertainment none of these situations are real I made this whole story up)
Lizzies pov:
Where is she? All I want to do is cry when she isn't there. I know it's her shift right now. Where is she? I walk up to a worker. "Do you happen to know where y/n is?" I ask. "Uh I sorry to tell you this Ma'am but y/n was fired this morning." He said I run out of the store and call her. "Y/n where are you?" "I'm at home. Why?" "Why aren't you at work?" "I got fired lizzie!" "I need to see you!" "No you don't! Just leave me alone" "But I need you." "No you don't and you never did. You run out every time I finish a fucking sentence and I'm tired of that shit." She was slurring over all of her words she bearly sounded human at this point "Have you been drinking." "Fuck you and what does it matter to you if I did?" "All I want to do is help you y/n. Your so perfect and kind to everyone you meet and even when they come back with something mean you still value their feelings and are cautious hurting anyone's beliefs and your such a good person. I know you'll never belive it but you saved me. You made me want to get out of bed every morning." "I love you so much y/n" I couldn't help but cry and I was so mad that I did because I wasn't the one that got fired today or the one going through all of this shit. Y/n has such a hard life so why am I the one crying. She is tough through it all. Why can't I be more like her? I fucking hate myself for this shit. I need a fucking break
(God damn its been a fucking while sorry this is such an ass story and I was to lazy to full finish it.)
