My high school bully (team gae)

Only 6 cals≈Chapter Eleven

A/N: TW: mentions of scars, self harm, cigarettes and anorexia.

POV: Eddie
I sit on the bed an pat next to me. "Come on Gaege." He crawls along the bed and sits next to me. He's at the other side as far away from me as he can be. "Here okay?" He asks getting under the covers. "Scooch up a bit." He moves closer to me. (If you scroll back up you should see a photo of them two sitting in a bed together. Little drawing I did hope it clears stuff up) we watch family guy on the tv, which is opposite my bed on a nice tv stands underneath my Xbox.

Gaege puts his head on my shoulder I can tell he's tired. We watch the show for another 10mins until I hear Gaege's stomach rumble. I pause family guy. "You hungry?" I ask. "No I'm okay thanks. But if you want something feel free." He says. "What did you have for dinner?" I ask him he hesitates a moment. "Umm...nothing." "What about lunch? Did you get something from work?" "I had a cigarette." "So breakfast? Please tell my you've had breakfast Gaege." I have a feeling he hasn't. He doesn't reply.

"When was the last time you ate?" I dare ask the question. I don't know if I want to know the answer. But I just want him to be okay. But why? My thoughts are interrupted by his reply. "I can't remember. Not long tho." "Do you like strawberries?" I ask him. "Eddie I don't want anything. I won't eat it so don't bother." "Have some more water." I pass him my glass of water on my bedside table. He drinks some. I press play on the tv. By now it's about 9pm.

I walk downstairs. I assume everyone else in in bed as the lights downstairs are off. I get some strawberries from the fridge I get a cutting board and a small knife. I proceed to cut the strawberries in half's then quarters I cut at least 5 and put them in a bowl. Then sprinkle a bit of sugar over the top of them to make sure they're extra delicious.

If Gaege ate at least one I'd be happy as that would be progress. Plus strawberries are low in cals. I clean up then head back upstairs with the bowl of strawberries. I find Gaege lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He opens his eyes as I walk in and close the door behind me. "I've got some strawberries. Want one?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Eddie it's very kind of you and I appreciate it but I've told you I..." "One and I leave you alone. That's all I'm asking just a slither. Okay? They're low in cal. And you can eat it as slow or as fast as you'd like." I say to him. I hope I'm not being too harsh as I feel one is fair.

I offer him the bowl and he reluctantly takes one. "Try it Gaege. I know you can. It's got less than 6 calories remember that." He takes a bite. I think they tasted quite nice. "Do you like it?" He just shrugs. "It's okay I guess.". He finishes his strawberry and I clean up the rest of them. Yum!

I place the bowl on my bedside table. I scooch down a bit so my heads propped up by the pillows. To watch TV Gaege does the same. We're both under the covers Now. Juicy tilts his head on my shoulder. I lift up my arm and he knows the drill he puts his head down on my chest and he puts his arm around my waist over the covers. He has it there for a near 4seconds before deciding that it must go under the covers. "Look if you want your arm over the covers. Have it over the covers I don't care. Honestly." I say with a soft tone. "It's okay it's warm under here anyway." "Okay then." I reply.

I have one hand in his back and with the other I'm playing with his beautiful, brown hair. He's so... different He's shut down, quiet, submissive. And I'm here for every bit of it. But I'm confused why am I here for every bit of it. I've bullied him forever why suddenly do I care? Why are we lying in my bed and why is his head on my chest? Why am I playing with his hair? Fuck. Maybe... I... no I can't surely. Maybe I like him?

I'm broken from my thoughts as he wriggles. He then puts his arm around my waist. I can't help but look at his arm. Poor boy. He shouldn't have to do this. Why did I have to make him so this? It's mostly my fault he's so shut down and sad all the time. If I had just stopped for like a second to even think how it could effect him long term. But I didn't and now I regret it. I regret all of it? Why?

After lots of thinking. I drift off.

*morning*

I wake up and check the clock. 1pm. Wow up quite early compared to usual. Gaege is still sleeping besides me. His pretty face is towards me. Snoring every so often. His arm still around my waist. I put the TV back on and watch some Bo-Jack horseman.

I watch about half an hour before I get hungry so I sneak out of bed trying not to disturb sleeping beauty. I go downstairs greet my mother, father and sisters. Then get some lunch, or for me it was breakfast. I have some cereal. Honey cheerios to be specific. With my bowl I head upstairs. To where I find sleeping beauty has awoke.

"Good morning sleepy." I say Gaege is sat up in the bed with his arms across his stomach like he's hugging himself. "Sleep well?" I ask. "Yeah. Your beds really comfy." He laughs a bit. "Beats my battered mattress." He scoffs at his own words.

A/N: end of chapter dolls. Next chapter will be discussion between the two maybe and argument? Maybe it's just hella wholesome. Take a cheeky guess. Another 1k worded chapter.

Word count:1057