Not The Face

Chapter 2

Third person; Edd

On the way to his room he passed Tom's room. He opened the door to see Tom fast asleep. When he passed Matt's room he saw the light still on. Edd sighed and knocked on the door while walking in. "Matt it's getting pretty late. You should really get some sle-" Edd didn't get to finish his sentence. What he saw shocked him.

Their standing like a deer in headlights was Matt without a shirt, jacket, or anything. He looked so skinny. Skinny enough that you could see and count his ribs clearly.

Finally getting ahold of his senses Matt throws on a sweater and yells for him to get out. Edd not thinking grants his wish and walks back to his room.

Edd's pov

What was that. Why is Matt so skinny? Doesn't he eat. No that's it. We are going to talk about this Tomorrow night. First I need to talk to Tom.

Third person

Edd went to sleep around three. He mainly just kept thinking about what he saw. How skinny Matt was. He woke up early enough and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast. They were going to be having pancakes and bacon.

At around six Edd went and woke Tom up. "Tom get up. We need to talk about Matt," Edd yelled at him. Tom huffed but agreed.

Once up and dressed he went downstairs to see what Edd was going on about.

He walked into the kitchen to see what Edd was going on about. He saw that the table was made and already had breakfast out. He made himself​ a plate and spoke, "what did you want to talk about."

"It's about Matt. He has a problem," Edd tried to tell him. Take note, he Tried.

"I'm sure he's fine. He acts like everything's okay," Tom told Edd.

"Tom. This is serious. Matt might be in danger.," Edd tried once again.

"Please Edd. It's not like he's in a gang or something," Tom countered once again as he ate his bacon.

"Your right, he's not, but it's still serious," Edd told him once again.

"Edd let it go it's probably noth-", Tom started to say, but Edd yelled at him finally having enough of Tom's attitude.

"Tom listen to me! Matt might have a serious problem. Why won't you listen to me! Do you not care about your friends! Oh, i'm sorry I thought that for once you would be sober enough to listen to me at least this once! Now you can start caring about all of your fucking friends, or you can pack up and leave now! It's your choice!," Edd said with tears in his eyes.

Tom was shocked by Edd's attitude. He took one more look at how worried Edd loomed and decoded to see what was wrong.

"Alright Edd. I'll listen to what you have to say. You might be right Matt might have a serious problem. Explain to me what it is and i'll do my best to help him Eddy. I promise if it's serious to help you the best I can. Now, what problem do you think Matt has that could be serious," Tom said while putting a hand over Edd's and wiping away the tears in Edd's eyes.

"Thank you Tom," Edd said then started to explain the problem, "I think Matt has an eating problem. I-i-i also saw scars. They were all over his thighs. Their looked to be old ones and new ones. They were red Tom. Red. What are we suppose to do," Edd said in a sacred voice.

Tom looked over at Edd and responded in all honesty," Edd I really don't know," Tom told him while looking over at Edd's arms that are covered in burns.

They both looked down until Tom spoke, "I guess the first thing we have to do is talk to him. We can do that tonight though, so we have time to figure our words out," Tom told Edd while the two finished breakfast not noticing the small shadow that ran back to his room.

Matt's pov

I woke up to screaming. The only other people in the house are Edd and Tom, since someone left. I walked down the stairs to see what all the yelling was about.

What was said shocked me. I stopped near the corner to hear what was going on. I heard my name being mentioned and something about scars and eating.

The only thought running through my head was 'oh no. Edd told Tom. Both of them know. What am I going to do.' i am freaking out. I try to think of thoughts that make me happy. Tord, being perfect, being skinny, Tord.

It didn't work. I ran back into my attic/room. I looked around frantically until I spotted it. Hidden under a pillow was a piece of my mirror that I broke off a while ago. I picked it up and wiped it on a towel to get some of the dried blood off of it.

Once I saw how visible the sharp blade is I got in my boxers and looked at my thighs. I found a spot that hasn't been touched in a while and made two cuts on one leg and three on the other. Once done I hid the piece of mirror once again and got an old shirt to help stop the bleeding.

Once it stopped I took a hot shower and let the sting hit me. I got out got dressed and went downstairs to eat. When I looked at Tom and Edd both of their faces held worry. I fished eating as quick as possible and ran back upstairs.

Before I made it out the room Edd spoke up, "Matt we have to talk tonight. All three of us. This will be a family meeting."

I spoke quietly enough that they could hear, but just barely and said, "figures." I finished running up the stairs.