⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ eating disorder tendencies, mild schizophrenia, self harm, graphic scenes. Please skip over this chapter if you think this may be triggering for you. This story was not written to add fuel to the fire.
If you or someone you know that you believe is struggling with any sort of eating disorder or mental illness, please visit this website:
www.crisistextline.org
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Alois is 15 and a senior in high school with college courses to attend in between, and Claude is a 21 year old medical student. Considering that the two prodigies have part time jobs as well, their time isn't exactly their own. Because of this, will Claude notice Alois' dangerous behaivour and intervene before it's too late?
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October 14th, 2015
7 stone, 2 pounds.
7 stone.
2.
pounds.
Alois replays that number over and over in his head as he anxiously scratches at his arm.
Only two pounds lost this week.
I'm a Fat whore.
I can do better today...
He begins counting his unhealthily prominent ribs to try and calm his racing mind.
7....
8....
9....
He jumps when he hears a soft knock at the door accompanied by a low,
Baby? You ready yet?
Fuck, it's Claude. How long have I been in here...?
"C-Coming!" The teen shouted.
He takes a quick, regretful glance in the mirror.
His hair and skin is an unblemished ivory, but his eyes appear strained and dull from sleep deprivation. He looks sickly. He had been up until 2:30am last night...doing sit-ups on the bathroom floor.
He rubs his back painfully at the thought, feeling the bruises starting to bloom along the length of his spine.
When he steps out of his large bathroom, Claude is there holding his backpack and what looks and smells like Alois' favorite breakfast sandwich.
Claude places the food in his boyfriend's shaking hands.
"Here, love. You need to eat. You have your final exams today, remember?"
Alois paints on a nervous smile "Haha, yeah. I was up all night studying for it!"
Lies.
Claude raises a brow, looking past Alois and into the bathroom.
"How come the scale is out? Were you weighing yourself?"
His blood runs cold.
Fuck, think of an excuse! Think of an excuse!
"Oh, it's for a medical survey at school. They're collecting the weights of all students for some silly study. I'm not sure why they don't just have the nurse weigh us." He lets out a dry chuckle, trying his best to sound nonchalant.
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