Danielle's P.O.V
Me and Jc were a little mad at each other because we can never agree on anything. We Constanly have fights and I'm sick of it. It was like 11 at night and Jc was sitting on the couch doing nothing as usual. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I looked around until I found some string cheese. There was only 1 left so I took it. Then I grabbed a cup and started pouring some water. Then water pitcher slipped from hand and shattered to the floor. I gasped and practically fell to the floor trying to pick it up as fast as I could. Jc ran into the kitchen and looked at the mess. All he did was watch me clean.
"Aren't you going to help?" I asked in an annoyed tone.
"Nope" he simply said
"Fine." I mumbled as I stood up and put the glass shards in the trash. Then grabbed my string cheese and sat on the couch.
"Wow your such a fatass, we just ate dinner and you already have more food." Jc laughed. I didn't say anything I just slowly walked up stairs as my tears were burning my eyes. When I finally reached our room I let my tears all fall out. I sobbed into my pillow and squeezed my blanket. I started believe that Jc really did think I was fat. I'm too fat.
"I'm too fat." I say to myself as I throw my string cheese at the wall. I Continted to cry and cry and cry until it hurt to cry anymore. By now when I touch my eyes they burn. My cheeks are red and my body feels really hot. After a while I get a knock on the bedroom door. I hesitantly open it knowing its Jc.
" hey babe I'm sor- he's cut off when he's see's me.
"Babe what happened?" Was it because of me??"
"Kinda." I said as I look down. Then he pulled me into a warm hug where i felt a lot better. Then he took me to our bed and we snuggled together and feel asleep.
