Valerie's POV
Just once I think I'm cured some asshole comes and fucks it up.
I thought I was finally getting skinny enough to date, I thought people could actually like me now, I though maybe just maybe I could fall in love now.
Boy was I fucking wrong.
That bitch! That fucking bitch!
I did nothing wrong.
I run home completely forgetting about Cole and our practice.
I strip myself of my clothe so I'm left with only my undergarments. I storm around the house running my fingers through my hair frustrated and angry.
I decide to just face hell now.
Looking into the full length mirror and I feel disgusting.
Absolutely disgusting.
Just as I thought my tummy was starting to be cute, it looks disgusting. My thighs are too big. My face is to fat.
I hate myself so fucking much.
I run strait to my restroom shoving my finger down my throat and letting all of the morning acids empty into the toilet.
Just as I'm catching my breath to repeat the process I'm pushed off the toilet by a strong figure I will recognize forever.
"No!! Noo!! You don't understand!! Let me be! Please just let me be skinny!!" I yell in sobs.
Cole just holds me and tells me everything's going to be okay.
It's not.
It's never okay.
Once I'm quiet and only dried tears remain I look up at him.
"Cole?" I ask through my lashes.
"Yeah." he responds.
"Do you think I'll ever be good enough?" I question.
He looks down at me and smiles.
"You're already good enough."
I just smile at him. And then it hits me like a sack if potatoes.
I'm in bra and underwear.
And Coles hugging me.
"Um Cole?" I question.
"Yeah?" he responds.
"Can I change?" I ask.
"Wait. Come on." he says standing and helping me up.
"Wait. Let me brush." I say grabbing my toothbrush.
"I'll wait outside."
After I'm finished I follow him without question until we reach the full length mirror. Then I hesitate.
"Cole please no." I hiccup.
"It's for your own good." he smiles.
We walk up to the mirror with Cole behind me and I avoid it at all costs.
"Look."
I lift my head ever so slightly to see myself. My lips slightly parted and poutful, my hair messy from running my fingers through it too many times along with a few strands straying so that they are lazily tossed into the front of my face cascaded towards the end of my chests, and my black undergarments contrasting my pale skin. I let out a sigh.
Disgusting.
"What don't you like?" Cole asks frustrated.
I remain silent.
"Tell me Valerie. What don't you like?" He inquires running his fingers through his hair looking little more frustrated.
"My tummy." I say poking at it. "It's so fat. And then my thighs." I poke at that also. "Fat." I mumble. "Then my hips. Too wide. Butt. Too big. It's just so... ugly." I sigh.
"You don't understand Cole. I'm just so ugly." I say crossing my arms across my chest trying to shield myself so now my hair curves onto the edge of my elbows
"I've never seen anything more beautiful." Cole smiles.
I turn around to see him.
Wow.
I was contemplating kissing the dude.
But then the door bell rings and fucks up the moment.
"Who the fuck could that be?" I question walking words the door.
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Who could it be 💁😹? love you guys see you 😍😍. Btw I'm doing a little part of the next chapter in Coles POV before the relieving of who's at the door 😱. Hope you liked it💁.
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