Skinny Love (A Toey Fanfiction)

Chapter 23- Beneath Your Beautiful

This chapter is based off of the song: Beneath Your Beautiful by Labyrinth...I think?

Quickly running out of song choices ;p

Watching a scary movie while writing this...so ignore the typos.

OKAY A TRAIN JUST HONKED DURING THE SCARY PART THANKS A LOT JEEZ. A train track is right by my house so.

Enjoy!

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JOEY'S POINT OF VIEW

Tyler and I calmly walked around the streets of Japan, and I honestly thought I would be more exited. "I'm still not one-hundred percent sure about the whole Japanese currency thing, so hopefully we can find someone who speaks English and can interpret." Tyler said. "I remember. When Kalel and Anthony went to Japan, they spoke about all of their currencies and stuff. I merely remember." I said bluntly. "You seem exited." Tyler sneered, and playfully bumped me in the side. "I'm tired. I just need to get into the honeymoon spirit." I shrugged, bumping him back. "Okay, we'll see how it goes from here."

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4 HOURS LATER

Well, so far it didn't go that well. It was about evening, and we've only ate food and walked around. We don't understand how anything works here, and Tyler isn't feeling up for it either. Not very romantic so far. "Well, it's been like all day since we've been wandering around and we've done nothing." I spoke up, with a source of frustration. "Look, I'm trying to figure this out. Do you wanna go to their anime city place?" Tyler asked. "Well yeah, don't you?" He sighed. "Of course. Where is the train station? Can we ask someone?" He started looking around anxiously. "You know what, how about call it a day? The place we are staying at is a resort. We can go down to the hot tub, make something more intimate?" I suggested, cracking a hopeful smile, in which he did not return. "Fine, whatever. We'll ask people at the hotel for directions later on," Tyler rolled his eyes and walked in the direction to a cab.

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We entered our hotel room, and Tyler threw himself down on the bed. "Damn it, Joey," he mumbled. I put a concerned hand on his back. "What?" I asked. "We went through all of that and you just...come back? I went on this honeymoon for you! I did this for you!" Tyler exclaimed. "Calm down. It's only the first night." I said, and laid down next to him. He got up, quickly. "Please don't say this is how you are going to act the entire vacation?" He stomped around the room, with fury possessing his eyes. "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't want it to turn out like this! Let alone on the first night. Jeez, Tyler!" I complained, putting my hands up. "Don't give me that. You know what? I need some fresh air. I'm going down to the hot tub. You can do whatever," he said. "No, don't do this Tyler. Maybe the jet lag or the exhaustion is getting to your head." I excused, getting up. "You know, my new husband hasn't touched me the whole day. I'm...just fatigued," he sighed, putting a hand up to his head.

"You look...off color." I mentioned, in a questioning tone. "Well I am pale as fuck, if you haven't realized." I ignored his smart ass remark, and walked towards him. "No, like a bad color. Almost too pale. Are you okay?" I asked. "It's probably the exhaustion, and stress," he shrugged, and walked pass me. "What have you eaten today? Did you get food poisoning?" I put my hand up to his head, and he fell back on the bed again. "Damn it, Joey I said it was the stress! You questioning it isn't really gonna help!" Tyler half shouted. "In sickness and in health, remember?" Tyler nodded. "I give you that point," he said. "No but seriously? You haven't eaten today, have you?" I asked. He shook his head, shamefully. "I'll order room s- wait. You went to the bathroom before- TYLER!" I exclaimed. "Mother of- what?" He gave me a confusing look. "Are you...getting your eating disorder again?" I asked, now super concerned. "No...why would I do that?" He said, not making eye contact with me. "Tyler...answer me. Are you bulimic now?" He stayed silent. "Please, I need to know. Take off your shirt." I commanded. He didn't budge, so I took it off for him.

Only to be revealed his ribs and hipbones poking out. They weren't as prominent as last time, but still were there. "What...in the hell?" I said, dumbfounded. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to be at my best for our honeymoon night," he said, shamefully. "Unconditional love, Tyler. Why would you do this to yourself when you know I love you? And what the fuck are those?" I pointed to the marks on his wrist and said, "What have you been hiding from me, Ty? We aren't supposed to do this to each other!" I pleaded. I walked over to him, and took his hands. "I honestly thought you forgot about all of my disorders." Tyler shrugged. "Forgot? Why would I?" Tyler shook his head, and sat down on the bed, and I followed him. I put a comforting hand on his back.

"Joey, I love you...and I want you to feel the same. Physically as well," he said as a single tear dropped from his eye. "I love everything about you. Why would you cut yourself? Was it something I did?" I asked, feeling guilty on myself. "No, Joey. You didn't do anything. It was my fault. I had no other way to let out my feelings." Tyler sighed, as more tears fell out of his eyes. "That's why I'm here. Why didn't you just tell me?" I asked. "Because I know you wouldn't be able to handle it. Then you would leave me, and I can't risk that because you are all I have!" I started tearing up as well. "No, it's the complete opposite. Venting to each other only makes us closer. How about we do that now, Hm? You let out all of the feelings you have kept inside you, and I will do the same. Tyler, trust me on this one."

And that's what we did that night. All we did was vent. We stayed up all night doing it.

"Okay, I'll start. I was acting uneasy tonight because it was our honeymoon night. I knew tonight meant we were having sex because that's a tradition, right?" I nodded my head. "Anyways, I've been starving myself the past month to prepare myself. I wanted to be as physically attractive as possible. Feeling that I had to meet standards to please my husband, I started to cut myself. Now I know I don't have to meet any standards, right?" He asked. "No, just no farting in the bed." I joked, to lighten the air. Tyler giggled. "Oh, please. So, when I started to cut myself, you probably noticed my lack in enthusiasm, and why I haven't been so exited as I should be about the wedding. So...yeah. I wished my mom was here, because she would give the best advice. I only have you, Joey. No one else. I can't loose you, and you know that." I wrapped my arms around him. "You won't. You see that?" I pointed to the wedding band around his finger. "That means forever. And it always will be."

"Okay, your turn...please." Tyler said, sheepishly. "Okay. Well, my mother's alcoholism has been backfiring on me lately. I have been more prone to drinking alcohol, and I don't want to end up like her. I know it's kind of off topic, but I need to get it off my chest. As a child, I knew I would never be like her...and I'm starting to think I will be. And if I do, I don't know if you will be able to handle it, and leave me." I took a sigh of relief. "I highly doubt that." Tyler smiled, and laid back on the bed, and I did the same. "So, anyways...I guess we are both afraid of loosing each other." I shrugged, and he started tracing shapes on my chest. "I like to say I know you inside and out, but I don't know. I guess we never really have seen beneath our own perfection." Tyler said.

"Trust me, we have. I love you."

"I love you more." We shared a passionate kiss, and I bet you can guess what happened after that.

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Okay...uhm hi. Sorry about the late update. Read my last thingy to see what's been going on. Love you little fabulous munchkin unicorns.

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