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Leah's POV

It's been three days since Hayes found out about Nash. And three days since I last spoke to him.

During school I avoided him at all times. In the halls I kept my hood up and head down not allowing anyone to see me, and I asked Mr. Skibba if I could skip our partner project due to all the time I missed, and he said yes. During class I made sure to sit in the far back corner, away from everyone and when it was lunch time I skipped and went to the library.

Things seemed to be getting worse for me lately. I had fallen back into depression and my anxiety was high. I had almost completely stopped talking, even to Cameron. I could tell he was worried and upset, but I appreciated that he didn't push anything.

JJ and Gilinsky seem to be best friends again, without Nash coming between them they were much happier. However they haven't talked to me at all. Not that I can blame them, though. I mean if I was them I would want to forget about me to. But I was glad they were both happy.

Nash and his group haven't stopped beating me, despite all of Hayes' threats and anger towards them. He probably just felt bad for me though. I was sick of the pity. Actually I was pretty sick of everything. Everything just seems so pointless to me.

It was Thursday night and I was laying on Cam's couch that I had been sleeping on lately.

"Leah?" Gina called for me.

I pushed the my blanket off and walked over to her. She was setting the table for dinner and the thought of food made me want to throw up. She had a bunch of dishes in her hand was about to drop them.

"Can you help me out?" She asked and I nodded.

I grabbed a few bowls and dishes from her and put them on the table. She has made tacos and as hungry as my stomach was telling me I was, everything else felt discussed.

I felt bad the Gina always made big suppers for us and I never ate them, but I didn't need to eat. I was already fat enough.

"Can you go get Cam?" She asked with a smile.

"Sure." I said quietly, barely audible.

Gina knows about what's going on with me, but just like Cameron, she didn't push it. I'm guessing she new it wouldn't help.

I walked up the stairs to Cam's room and knocked lightly on his door.

"Come in!" He shouted.

I slowly open his door slowly and looked in. He was sitting on his bed with his laptop. When he looked up and noticed it was me he smiled.

"Hey." He said standing up. "What's up?"

"Supper is done." I say looking at my feet. I don't wait for his response and walk back downstairs to the kitchen.

I take my seat at the table and wait for Cameron. Once he sits down everyone starts eating. Everyone but me. Gina was helping Leo eat his taco and Cameron started putting his together. But I just stared at all the food with disgust.

"Aren't you going to eat anything, honey?" Gina asked noticing my empty plate. Cameron looked up at my plate and than at me with a disappointed look.

"I- uh I'm not really hungry... I already ate." I said. That was true, I did eat a granola bar for breakfast. And I already felt sick about that.

"Leah you have to eat." Cameron says.

"I feel kinda sick, though." I say truly. My stomach hurt like hell.

"Okay well why don't you go lay down." Gina suggests. I nod and stand up before walking over to the couch and laying down.
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(Time skip)

I don't now how long I had been laying down but I was still restless and tired. I check my phone for the time, it was 10:47 pm. Everyone else had already gone to bed but I hadn't been able to fall asleep.

Sighing, I stood up and walked up stairs to Cameron's room. I opened his slowly and peeked in. He was siting in his bed in his phone. When he noticed the door open he sat up more and looked at me.

"Is every thing okay?" He asked.

"I can't sleep" I say playing with my fingers.

"Here." He lifted up his blankets symbolizing for my to come lye down. I walk over to him and crawled into the bed. "Better?" He asked turning off his bedside lap.

"Mhm." I mumble and snuggle into his pillow.

"Good night Lea." He said before wrapping his are around me and pulling me closer to him.

How did I end up with such a great best friend. (A/N haha I ship it. Oops. I have no regrets.)
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When I woke up in the morning Cameron was gone. I rolled over to look at his clock, it was 5:40.

Sighing, I got out of bed and went to find something to wear for school. I put on a black sweatshirt that said 'Come at me bro' on the front in gray and a pair of dark blue ripped skinny jeans.

On my way downstairs I pulled on my white converse and tied my hair into a messy bun.

"Morning Leah." Cam yelled from the kitchen.

"Morning." I yawn and walk and sit down on a bar stool.

"I made you some breakfast." Cameron point to a plate siting next to him. "And you aren't leave till you eat it." I look at the plate.

He had made toast, scrabbled eggs, and bacon. I stared at it the food holding back a gag.

"Come on eat up before your late." He said and turned to look at me. "Because like I said, neither of us are going anywhere till you eat."

Blackmail.

I pulled the plate in front of me and picked up a piece of bacon. Cameron watched me closely wait for me to take a bite. But I couldn't.

"Leah." Cameron said sternly.

"I- I can't." I mumbled putting the bacon down.

I don't know what's going on with me lately. Usually I love food, but now it makes me gag.

"Why?" Cam sighed. "What's going on? Your never like this..."

"I know..." I say looking at the food. "I just don't know why."

"Well then figure it out!" He was stressed out. And it was my fault. It's always my fault. "What is this? Is it a fase? Are anorexic now or something?"

I shrug and stand up, grab my back pack, and walk quickly out the door before Cam can say anything else. I pick up my penny board and start my ride to school.

It was early so I would undoubtedly be earlier than everyone else.

The hallways were still empty when I got there so I road my board threw the hallway for a while. Well until Mrs. Hiddie yelled at me. After that I just went to my locker and put some stuff away.

I walked into my first class and sat down.

Today is going to be a long day.

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