I'm sorry for this, but we all know with me it gets worse before it gets better.
Don't kill me 😁
-Throwing up❗️
-Body shaming ❗️
-blood ❗️
(Sorry it's short but chapter 8 and 9 are like a part 1 and part 2 just so the book it a little longer 😁)
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When Oscar woke up that morning, lando was gone.
Which, it was only half 7.
Where could lando possibly be at half 7 in the morning? The camp wasn't even open yet.
Oscar felt bad, maybe it was because of the other night. Maybe Oscar shouldn't have said yes.
But lando was the one who offered.
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It must be something that Oscar's done. Because lando didn't look at him the whole of day 3. Didn't speak to him or even look around him.
Ignored him completely.
Oscar tried to talk to him in their dorm but lando just got into bed and went to sleep. That didn't make Oscar feel very good in himself.
"Did I do something wrong..? Again..?" Oscar said softly.
He said it so softly lando almost cried. Instead he ignored the question.
With all his might.
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On day 4, Oscar woke up alone in the room again. This time Oscar really thought the worst.
He shouldn't be feeling this way, but he can't help but cry a little. He didn't like it when people were mad at him and didn't tell him the problem.
They didn't have much to do on day 4. They went boating on a lake, a few people got pushed in for laughs.
Oscar was one of those people, he climbed back into the boat, laughing and cold, clothes sticking to him and a little see through. He knew lando was looking at him, he could tell he was.
When Oscar was alone in the changing rooms, drying himself off, max came in. He walked straight up to Oscar and pushed him to the floor.
"What?!" Oscar shouted confused, backing himself up against the wall.
"What did you to to lando? he won't say a word, he just keep staring at you, what did you do to him?!" Max shouted at him, grabbing Oscar by his jaw.
"I-I did nothing! I swear," Oscar said, trying to push max away but somehow the lad was just a rock.
"You've clearly done something!" Max spat, letting go of Oscar's jaw and pushed his head back harshly into the wall.
Oscar cried and cradled the back of his head, tears streaming down his face at the pain shooting though his body.
"Fucking baby, look at you," max said, grabbing the back of Oscar's hair, making him cry out in pain. "Your pathetic..Piastri,"
With that max stood up and lando walked in. He snickered as he looked at Oscar on the floor, curled up and crying.
"Don't you look pretty," he mumbled, a sly smirk on his face as he stared down at Oscar.
Oscar gave him probably the saddest look lando had ever seen a person give. But he didn't lay down.
Instead he punched Oscar square in his lip, making it bleed instantly. Oscar head hit the wall again, making him cry even harder, his vision going blurry. His eyes drooped, he cradled the back of his head again, not caring that his lip was bleeding everywhere, dripping down his chin.
