~"Keeping my distance because I know I can't love you."~
:Next Morning:
My alarm beeps and I let out a loud moan. As I shift my body I felt the new wave of pain hit my body.
I bite down on my lower lip, not caring that it was cut and bruised. With one sharp inhale I sit up and I felt my back crack.
From being so late yesterday my mother made sure I would never do such a thing like that.
As I move my legs over my bed, clenching my hands into fists as I felt a sharp sting from my new engraved at my inner thigh.
I brushed my shaky finger tips over the dark scars. Tears formed in my eyes as I looked at them all.
It made me feel ugly..
But I need them. I add these scars because I need the pain, because sometimes I need this pain so I can feel something.
I forced myself to make my legs work. They were both numb and shaky. As I get up I catch myself by my nightstand before my legs could give out.
I felt my stomach churn as I felt the bile fill at the back of my throat.
I force myself with all the energy I had left to run into the bathroom to throw up.
I grasped the rim of the toilet as I barfed.
By the time I was done, I was seeing stars, blotches of black blinded my vision. My head throbbed as my throat was buring and my chest ached.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand before I shakily get up and look at myself in the mirror. My skins was pale, I had bags under my eyes and more bruises began to form, making my skin look yellow and purple.
My brown golden eyes dull and empty. All red and blood shot. My stomach growled loudly making me jump a little.
I take in a deep breath as I rubbed my stomach which was also badly bruised and scarred.
I step away from my mirror and force myself to get dressed into a new pair of underwear and a loose sports bra. I put on a pair of loose black sweatpants pants and black hoodie. I put on a pair of socks and my running shoes before grabbing my backpack.
I snatched my phone and headphones, and head into the washroom to cover my bruises.
I licked my lower lip, tasting the dry blood from my split lip. Once I felt 'comfortable' I step out of my bathroom and down the hall.
As I past the Monster's room I could catch the scent of alcohol and cigarette smoke. I scrunched up my nose as I walked past, sneaking my way downstairs and I rushed to the kitchen, grabbing little amounts of food that won't be too noticeable to her.
I grabbed the box of crackers and granola bars along with some bread, lettuce, tomatoes and some meat slices. I panically making the sandwich, scarfing down the food before quickly cleaning up as if I never been here and heading out the door.
My stomach twisted and went into knots as I ran down the streets. I never are this much before-I barely eat because of the monster but now..
I cupped my mouth with my hand as I turned to the newest garbage can and threw up.
My stomach clenched as I threw up all the food I just hate. I let out w groan as I felt my legs grow weak. I wiped my mouth with my sleeve as I take in a deep breath.
God damn it..
:At School:
As I get to the lockers I see Adrien with Nino, chatting away as always. I get to my locker, unlocking it and placed my back pack inside as I then grabbed my binder for first class.
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You're Broken Too? {A blind Adrien fanfic}『AU』
FanfictionIt only took one girl to change his world. A world once colourless now full of lights as hues. Her quote: "She fakes a smile and says she's ok, but in reality she barely made it through the day." His quote: "Flowers in his hair, demand in his head...