When I Was Fat

7.

[Warning: There will be a scene that contains cutting. But, It isn't really THAT BAD and not that much. I dunno how to explain this, but just giving a warning, just in case]

^(wow that was a really long ass warning huh? What can i say I'm still a newbie heheh)

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" I literally notice the smallest change in how people treat me and i overthink myself into thinking everyone hates me "

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When i finished, I washed my hands with lots of soap. I washed my face and looked at the mirror.

Regretting immediately.

I was so fu*king ugly. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU

I punched the mirror repeatedly, not caring the sharpness of the broken glasses. Very oblivious of the pain that cut through me.

I finally stopped to catch my
breath, gripping the bench tightly.

An idea came into my mind when i held the one piece of a broken mirror. I held it towards my wrist, and slowly push it. Amber's words then came into my mind.

"You're still the fat Christal. You will always be fat."

"Can't you just realize that no one, not one guy would want you?"

"Do i have to remind you every day? YOU. ARE. FAT"

But my hand was snatched away from someone.

Jen.

"What the fu*king hell are you doing Christal?!" Jen screamed.

Reality then struck me. I looked at what I've done. What was wrong with me? I looked at her with my swollen eyes. I felt myself beginning to cry again and i hugged her, feeling absolutely, terribly scared.

"What the hell happened to you, huh?! Is it HER again?" She screamed, emphasizing the Her. She knew it was Amber who was always bullying me and criticizing me. Jen always wanted to, as she said, 'beat the shi* out of her' (Amber) for always bullying me.

But of course, i prevented her. As stubborn as she was, she just ignored Amber and sometimes send her a glare or something, that actually made me laugh. Anyways, It wasn't the first time Amber talked to me in a harshest way. But it was the first time I've lost control to myself.

I didn't answer, instead i cried harder.

"Shh.. Stop crying. I'm here for you, okay? Shh.. It's okay" She brushed my hair. 

"Come. Let's go to Jheylla. Your hands are a mess. Shi* what were you thinking?" She sighed, a tear slipped out of her eyes, as we were walking.

I hated this. I hated that I was the one making someone in pain. That includes making people cry. Especially people that i love. I just wanted myself to be in pain.

"Oh my dear, what happened? Come, lay down here," Nurse Jheylla said, worries filled in her eyes as she walked to me. She was always kind to me, and had always been like my grandma.

She was in her mid-seventies. When i had problems, i came to her. I either helped her arranging the stuff in this room to distract my mind, or let all my problems out to her. She was a really good listener.

She finally did her thing to my bloody knuckles.

"Oh dear, you might want to go to the hospital. This one is quite risky,  and i don't have all the things i need. Plus, i've forgotten my glasses. Again. I really don't want you to get an infection dear," she caressed my cheek.

"Thanks Jheylla," I smiled warmly and hugged her. After I finished changing into my clean clothes, i dump the bloody clothes into a plastic and put it inside my bag.

I went to Jheylla and lean to her as it gave me comfort, like i was a little baby.

"I will need an explanation after you recovered, hmm?" Jheylla finally said, breaking the silence.

I nod my head. Jen suddenly appeared on the door.

"I've talked to the principle and she called your parents. They want you there after you're done," Jen said while leaning on the door, with a look of sympathy on her face.

My parents..

I stood up, kissed Jheylla on the cheek and went out of the room. I walked through the halls, not bothering to look at anyone. Or someone..

Jen draped an arm around me, as if I couldn't support myself.

"Jen, I'm fine," I muttered to her.

"No. Don't. I'm still mad at you. Not until you explained everything-" she stopped talking.

I looked at her, and followed her gaze.

It was Nick.

With Amber.

They were..

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Opps. Sorry i stopped there. Just wanted you to be curious. I know, I'm mean. Sooooo I really hope you enjoyed that. Well, i really did try my best! I am sorry if this sucks, really am.

Back to the story. So, You see Christal's insecurities are so high that she punched the mirror obliviously. Well, actually, even I sometimes, was thinking that i'm ugly everytime i see myself in the mirror. Which is kind of bad. Really bad. So i don't frequently look at the mirror, Lol. Besides, my Grandma said looking too much in the mirror gives away the brightness on your face.

I just think that myself is beautiful. Beautiful or not, nobody's perfect right?

But, anyways, here's some questions i'd like to ask ;

<How do you think her parents would react to whatever just happened to her?

<How do you think Nick would react??

<Finally, what do you think Nick and Amber were doing?

Guess you'd have to find out sooner or later :)

Also, Don't forget to vote! Really not forcing you guys but, I would really appreciate it if you do xx