WARNING: This story is going to include depression and self-harm for a little while from now. If you are facing depression please go and get help; if you don't like to read or see this please do not continue and I recommend some different wholehearted stories for you to read in the comments -Corgii <3
After what happened back at the hospital I didn't see Johnny anymore. Soda and Darry always tell me to go and visit him but I come up with excuses. It was a boring dark clouded day outside and all I wanted to do was sit and read, so that's what I did. The book was about a girl running away from her demons that she knew would actually never need her. In the end, she finally confronts them and accepts it as a part of her. I wished I could do that.
No one else in the gang knows but I really don't like how I look. I always catch myself skipping one or two meals a day, sometimes I don't eat at all. When I try all I can think about is how many calories I'm eating and how fat I already am. I have to keep it hidden but the only way I can let out my emotional pain is through real pain. None of the guys have noticed that I keep wearing long sleeves. It's to cover the scars that I created on my wrists, in a way cutting reminds me of smoking and it helps me calm down my hidden emotions.
I heard a loud creak of the door but decided to ignore it, Soda probably came home early. I heard the loud "whoops!" from Two-Bit and the TV making a loud noise. The thump of the couch was probably from Darry and Soda and Steve are probably running around outside. Dally is probably jailed for anything under the sun, and Johnny's still in the hospital. (Or so I thought) My stomach twisted when I thought of Johnny and it made my heart thud in my chest, I'm kind of scared of him though after what happened. I just don't want to be near him, he obviously is embarrassed when someone like me is around. I sighed and sat upsetting the book on my bedside table, wasn't even reading it anymore after my thoughts were interrupted by the noise in the house.
There was some loud thumps coming in the door and slowly up the stairs I got up and stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. I looked so fat and my hair looked like a mess.
"God, do I really look like that?" I found myself blurting out not noticing who was behind me.
"Yeah, you do." I turned around and silently cursed to myself, its Johnny.
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