Why do you hate me?

Chapter 12: Leo's POV

THREE WEEKS LATER

It's been three weeks since I heard my "best friend" call me a fatass and I started making myself vomit. I do it after one meal so far, I've decided I stop when I lose at least twenty pounds along the usual training. I still have my mirror flipped over, I don't ever want to look at myself again until I lose all the weight I gained. I sniffed and I cringed at the smell, it's Mikey's blueberry pancakes. I felt my stomach growl and my mouth water, there's my favorite. I patted my stomach, trying to silence it before I walked out of my room and went into the kitchen finding Donnie and Raph already eating.

"Morning Leo!" Donnie said as he smiled at me and I faked a smile back, I had to pretend like I knew he actually liked me but no one likes a fatass.

"Morning Guys." I said as I sat down and made my plate, I couldn't believe I would have to throw this beautiful, savory, sweet, blueberry filled treasure of delightfulness up later. Mikey smiled brightly at me before his phone buzzed and he started laughing whatever was on the screen.

"Whoa! Hey Babe, that cat we saw had liposuction! Look!" Mikey said as he showed Donnie his phone, did he just say a cat had liposuction?

"Cat?" I questioned and Donnie nodded.

"Yeah, Mikey and I found this show about fancy pet wear and this cat was a total fatass. He was gorging himself on a whole turkey and then, he had a heart attack from trying to eat entire cake! That episode was about three weeks ago." Donnie said and I started feeling uneasy, I didn't?!

"Seriously, who would even allow their pets to eat that all shit?!" Raph said and I was panicking on the inside as I shoved pancakes in my mouth, please tell me I'm not that stupid?!

"I don't know bro, but that cat was huge before the lipo!" Mikey said and Donnie nodded as I started eating faster, Oh god please?!

"What was the name of that cat anyway?"

"I think they said Leon-something the third, but they had Leo for short." Donnie said and I dropped my fork as realization went over me, I'm an idiot! They were talking about a cat?! Some stupid fat cat and I made myself throw up for that? My stomach churned and I clutched it as I covered my mouth, I ate too fast. I quickly ran out of the kitchen, headed straight for the bathroom. "LEO!" I heard Donnie yell before my ears were only hearing me vomit into the toilet, what is wrong with me? What the hell was I thinking? Of course Donnie wouldn't call me a fatass, how stupid am I?! I panted as I stopped and I leaned away from the toilet with Mikey rubbing my back.

"You ok bro?" Mikey asked and I nodded as he helped me stand up, I can't believe I have been making myself throw up for some stupid cat! That was the most embarrassing moment of my life, at least no knew about it. Mikey and Raph helped me to lab since I was still a bit lightheaded and then Donnie checked me out, Mikey and Raph stayed since they were worried about me.

"Leo, how did you throw up like that?" He asked me and I shrugged.

"I guess I ate too fast." Donnie shook his head and I cocked my head in confusion, how could that not be it?

"Leo as much as you threw up, your stomach had obviously been under some stress." Donnie said and I started to panic, what if he figured it out? "Can I check your weight? Just to see if there's been any changes." Donnie said and I nodded quickly but I was hesitant, I didn't know what would happen. I stepped on the scale, I was so nervous. I heard Donnie gasp and I gulped.

"What's up?" I asked nervously, but I don't think Donnie caught onto it.

"You've lost weight Leo, 172 pounds. You lost 14 pounds within three weeks. I'm not saying that's bad considering what just happened, but it isn't good either." Donnie said in his doctor voice and my eyes widened as I smiled, I actually lost the weight. I only need one more pound to go and I would stop, nothing could have possibly ruined that good mood I was in. That was until.....

"RAPHAEL? ARE YOU HERE?" Donnie and I both groaned in sync as heard the bitch yell of the female salamander ring throughout the lair. Why, why is she here?!

"We're in the lab, Babe!" Raph said and then there she was with her FAKE innocent smile she gives just us, I hate her so much. Then she appeared.

"Hey guys, hey baby~." She said to us yet cooed at Raph before pecking his lips, she makes me sick. "What are you guys doing in here?" She asked and Mikey answered quickly.

"Oh Leo threw up earlier and we just checked his weight." Mikey said and Donnie facepalmed as I fought the urge to while Mona made a face of disgust.

"Well the throwing up thing is gross, but anyway how much do you weigh?" She asked and I shrugged as I stepped off the scale.

"172 pounds." I stated and she laughed before shoving me out of her way, then she stepped on the scale.

"Check it." She said cheekily and our eyes widen as the number on the scale stared back at us, this creature weighed 142 pounds. Exactly thirty pounds less than me.

"That impossible, as tall as you are can't be 142 pounds." Donnie said and Mona smirked as she crossed her arms.

"You see it, don't you?" Mona looked at Raph. "Raphael come on, it's already sundown." Raph nodded and I raised an eyebrow.

"Where are you going?" I asked and Raph smirked, that very sexy smirk.

"Mona and I are going on patrol for about an hour, we'll be back." Then they left before we could say anything.

"Translation: We were going to make out on the rooftops until our necks are covered in hickeys." Donnie said with an eye roll and Mikey laughed as I frowned to myself, 142. Mona was thirty pounds lighter than me, I still had to lose weight. Maybe I should start making myself throw up on two meal, because if throwing up one meal made me lose fifteen pounds in three weeks then I could lose more with two. Well, I guess I have breakfast for today covered.

"Hey guys, can I go rest? I feel a little dizzy." I said and Donnie frowned, but he nodded.

"You can go rest back, but as soon as you wake up I'm going to give you some medication for earlier along with a new eating plan." He said and I mentally groaned as I made my way to my room, Donnie doesn't need to worry. I just need to lose a few more pounds and then I'll be perfect. Maybe even perfect enough for Raphael one day.