A Girl Like Her. (LGBTQ+//TW, anorexia, self harm)

Stories.

Skylar

3:05 AM. I wake up from a light sleep and all I can think about is her. Her. The most beautiful girl I have ever seen. My thoughts are quickly interrupted by a sharp pain in my hip and I look down.
Fuck... The cuts bled through my pants and onto the bed, the sheets stained with blood. Who'll care to notice anyways? I lay back down too tired to care, and drift to sleep thinking of her.

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I get up later than I meant to, but get ready just in time to walk to school with a few minutes until the bell rang. I walked in and she was looking at me, I couldn't control myself and I smiled. Taking a seat next to her I glance her way every now and then, I couldn't gather the courage to speak to her. She looked thinner today, shaking more. I shook my head and sighed, speaking quietly but loud enough for her to hear me
          "What's your name?" I looked at her as she looked back at me in shock, her eyes wide,
            "J-jupiter.." she stuttered out and God, the sound for her voice was so beautiful. I grinned at the sound.
         "I'm Skylar." I stuck out my hand and she shook it hesitantly. "May I sit with you at lunch?" I asked softly and kindly forgetting everything, that I purge and don't eat. That she doesn't either. But that's okay. Hopefully she'll say yes.
              "U-uhm..okay..but I really don't eat lunch here, it's pretty gross, just.. slop." she smiled and laughed, the words making more sense to me than she thought.
Did I say her voice was beautiful? Oh my God her laugh...her laugh was amazing. Like the angels were singing. It was perfect and soft. Like a movie star's laugh. I grinned wide,
          "You're so right! I don't eat it either, it's soo gross. I don't really think it's food, leftovers ground together if you ask me." I laugh quietly. I drop the conversation and smile the rest of the class, unable to forget her laugh. Sooner than I expected the bell rings and I jump, putting my things away. Jupiter was already walking out the door, I hurried to catch up to her. "What're your classes?" I asked, she listed them and we had almost every class together, how could I miss a girl this beautiful?
         "I've um...gotta get to next class.." she mumbled as someone shoved into her and spat 'whore' at her. I knew who it was. McKenna.
          "Hey, you! Mckenna, right?" I watched her slowly turned around. She was a popular, but even I could scare the shit out of her. Jupiter nervously plays with her sleeves next to me as I walk up to McKenna. She turned around trying to keep her cool.
      "Ugh, what do you want?" She asked me, but her voice was laced with fear.
       "I would like to know why exactly, you call my friend over there a whore when you've slept with more guys than I could count on my hands. Oh! How I bet you're wonderful with your hands, Kenzie." She raised her hand to slap my but I caught it, putting it back at her side and shaking my finger.
     "Nuh-uh-uh, I don't think that's a good decision, you wouldn't know, though." And with that, I give her a sarcastic smile and walk to my next class with Jupiter, leaving the crowd stunned.
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        The dreaded lunch arrived too quickly. I walked into the cafeteria and looked for Juliter, I saw her in a corner of the cafeteria on her phone. I hurried over to her. I arrive at the table and sit down, she looked up at me,
          "Hi there." I said, smiling like an idiot.
            She smiled back but jumped a little, lost in her thoughts. "Hi.." oh God, can't she just speak for hours?It's such an amazing sound."why are you...why are you sitting with me?" She questioned, looking confused. 
           I defiently was not ready for that. I scratched the back of my neck, nervous. But my sleeve slipped. She was looking at me intently, and saw. She reached up and grabbed my arm, I winced in pain and pulled back. I stood up and practically ran out of the place, to the north wing. I stood there speechless. I couldn't breathe, and my stomach churned. I heard the door open, knowing it was Jupiter. She's the only other one who knows about this place. "Y-you weren't supposed to know..please, just take care of yourself. I-I dont want you to think this was for something else, like pity. I- i understand, im bulimic." I say between breaths, and put myself against the wall. I slide to the floor. She was just looking at me, in utter shock. "I saw you, and I knew. I understood, everything. Your eyes, the way you sit." I took off my moto jacket and long sleeve top under it, I was freezing but I didn't care. My bones were prominent, and my gashes were crimson red against my pale skin. "I get it. Okay? I wanted to be there for you. To protect you. You're beautiful, and your voice is something I could never forget. I don't want this disease to kill you...I couldn't just watch."
          She didn't say anything, but sat in front of me. Taking my small, shaky hands and put them in hers. She pulled me into her arms, as I shook, sobbing. "It'll be okay. I'm okay. I'm not going anywhere. But you have to stop hurting yourself. I know bulimia is hard to stop, and so is cutting. But you have to stop one of these harmings, and I think the cutting may be easier..." she trailed off and pulled away, tracing her thumbs over my scars, careful not to touch the new cuts. "It's okay." She whispered again.