"Anthony, Not My Braids"

Chapter Four

Rolling out of bed Mitch headed straight for the shower. The stench of alcohol clung to his body, his eyes were so heavy he could barely see and his head felt like it was going to explode. Fuck he didn't even drink that much, why did he feel so shit? When the warm water hit husi back he felt ten times better, it trickled down his spine undoing the tight knot in the middle. Taking out his braids, he washed his greasy hair. It was getting so long now but he really liked the style. After about 10 minutes he'd finally managed to get the smell of alcohol off of his body. Stepping out of the shower he wrapped a towel around his tiny waist.  Looking at his tall, slim figure in the large mirror above the sink. He wished he wasn't so skinny, that he'd have bigger muscles and that his face was filled in more. Everyone always tells him he needs to eat, that he's anorexic. He's not. He touched the dark bags under his tired eyes, he looked like a fucking walking corpse. No one could ever love someone like that, no one would want to hold someone who's just bones. He's disgusting. The longer he looked the more he hated himself, every small detail, every square inch of his body. Turning away he knew that If he looked any longer he'd cry. He threw on a baggy orange t and a pair of black jeans. He didn't bother braiding his hair again and instead just threw it in his usual messy bun and made his way down stairs.

"Morning sunshine, how'd you sleep?"

Clinton asks, sounding more bogan than usual. A small chuckle escapes Mitchel's lips.

"I slept alright, thanks for asking brother."

Grabbing an apple ofd the bench he went and sat on the couch.

"Christian's gone to Alexa's, he said he'd be back before the party this arvo."

Clinton handed him a glass of orange juice.

"Kay." Mentally he rolled his eyes. He didn't like her.

At Alexa's...

KRAS went home around seven to get a change or clothes then headed back to Alexa's because he promised her he'dstay for as long as she needed.

"Lex I'm back, and I brought food."

The smell of coffee and bagels infused the air, he could practically hear his stomach growling.

"Yay food!" Alexa yanked the bag from his hands.

"Smells good."

"I know right, I'm starved."

They spent hours watching movies and talking but the whole time all kras could do was miss Mitchel. He missed how he smelled, the way he'd always get him to braid his hair. He got lonely whenever they were apart, no matter who he was with.
Checking the time, he knew he had to leave. 

"Lex I gotta go or I'mma be late for the party with the boys."

Alexa reached over and grabbed his hand.

"Awe Chris, can't you just cancel and stay here with me?" she pulled him closer and he felt her hot breath against his cheek.

"I'm sorry but I promised the boys." He was shocked, was she coming on to him?

She began to kiss up his neck but he was so confused he couldn't push her off.

"Chris you've been so good to me these past few days, do you think maybe we could go out some time?"

"Uh, are you sure that's a good idea, you.just got out of a relationship."

"Chris you're such a great guy and that's what I really need in my life right now, please?"

He wanted to say no, wanted to run out of the room as fast as he could. But he knew she needed him, and he knew Mitchel would never feel the same anyway.

"Yeah okay.. I'll text you."

"Okay cool."

He kissed her on the head and made his way out the door. What the fuck did he just agree too..

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Ughdbdhdjdj I'm so sorry I haven't updated in ages I don't know what's wrong with me I've been so distracted lately. I love you all djdndjd don't hate me ❤️❤️❤️