From fat to skinny in 1 summer

Dead or alive

A/N

Not sure how this story will turn out but please read to find out ;)

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Brittany's POV

"Oii bitch over here" yelled Daymon.
I turned around only to find myself wishing I hadn't as a hard fist knocked me down.

"Just leave me alone" I screamed at him, big mistake.

"No can do fat shit" he laughed.

"Why, what did I ever do to you huh?" I questioned. he just stared into space trying to think of a reason but found none.

"Exactly" I screamed "I did nothing to you now leave me alone" I said while turning around and walking away.

I'm so sick of him and his dumb friends. I still can't believe I did that back there. I know I shouldn't have because I am going to get so much shit tomorrow but i am sick of him and I am done putting up with it .

My name is Brittany and Im 16 years old I weigh 180 kg  I have brown hair and pale blue eyes but the only word ever used to describe me is fat.

I was always a chubby kid but when I got to high school I only weighed 80 and I started getting bullied and it just got worse and worse leading up to now.

But anyway I have just learnt to deal with it I mean that's pretty much all I can do right?

I got home and popped my bag straight on the counter "mum I'm home!" I yelled.

"Hello sweetie" she came walking in to the kitchen " how was school" she asked.

It fucking sucked like usual "It was great" I put on my cheery voice.

"That's good Hun" mum said while smiling "I'm just going to make dinner".

"Ok I will just do my homework then" I said while walking toward the stairs.

I went directly up the stairs to my bathroom and grabbed a razor and cut once for being fat twice for being worthless and a third time for cutting. I cleaned my cuts off and went to bed.

Friday

I woke up to the smell of pancakes mmmhh yum. I hopped out of bed put my dressing gown on then my ugs. I ran out of the room and down the stairs to find a stack of blue berry waffle pancakes with a note placed gently on the counter.

'I had to leave early for work so you have to walk to school today sweetie I hope you enjoy the pancakes. they are your favourite'.
- mum

Great just great.

I finished the pancakes, grabbed my bag off of the counter and walked to school.

I finally reached the school with 10 minuets to spare so I headed to my locker and got my stuff ready for my next class which happened to be bio which I unfortunately had With Daymon.

The bell rang and I headed toward bio, I entered the classroom and sat in my usual seat which was far away from where Daymon and his friends sat.

It was now the afternoon and school had just finished surprisingly Daymon and the rest of my tormentors left me alone today.

Perhaps Daymon got the message.

Slam, I was knocked to the ground, warm liquid tricking down my forehead.

I put my hand up to my forehead where there was a gaping hole.

"Get up" Daymon yelled. he was alone and it was just him.

"No" I screamed.

"Wrong answer" he yelled 'Crack' he punched my nose, shit I think it's broken.

'Slam' I felt an aching pain in my ribs. he kicked me again 'crack'.

"I think I just heard a crack" he said his lips curved into a smile.

He kicked me more than 20 more times before I lost count, thankfully he eventually left me in the alleyway lying in a pool of my own blood.

But not before he whispered in my ear "don't ever talk back to me again or u will be lying on the floor dead".