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it was happening again.

he was getting worse as the months went on and the beatings increased. he stopped taking his antidepressants, have flushed them all down the toilet because he hated how they made him feel nothing at all.

he was rapidly dropping weight for an unknown reason, now down to a deadly 80 pounds, he could feel his bones sticking out but for some reason they did not satisfy him. he had reached his goal yet he wanted more, he needed more. his body still disgusted him and he saw fat in every inch of his body.

"troye, please eat something," jacob's concern voice startles troye, his hazel eyes shine into his pleading the boy to do what he asked. of course troye did not listen.

before troye could make a snarky comeback his vision started to blur. all he could see was black when ever he blinked. a pain shot up his whole body, cloaking every bone of his body in a pain so great he felt like he was dying.

the last thing he heard before he lost all consciousness was the worried voice of jacob's yelling for troye to stay with him.

this was the cost of wanting to be thin.

thin - tracob Where stories live. Discover now