A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about the little Jeff The Killer photo but I wanted you guys to see my drawing!
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When I woke up, there was tear stains all down my cheeks and my knuckles were hurting like hell.
I saw that I had three missed calls and seven texts. They were all from Alyssa. I opened my text messages to see:
Hey! :)
... Hi?
Babe, are you okay?
I'm concerned...
Why aren't you picking up?!
Is everything alright?
Babe?!?!
Fuck it. I'm coming over.
Right when I was about to text back, she bursted in.
"Baby, are you okay?" She noticed the tears and observed my knuckles. "I- I'm fine." I managed to choke out.
"You're fine? You're fine?! You call this fine?!" She referred to my red, bleeding knuckles and stained cheeks.
"I'm sorry... It may not seem like a big deal anyways. I overreacted." I whispered. "Oh honey, what happened?" She asked.
"My mother called me fat and insulted me..." I whispered again.
"Don't worry about that bitch." She looked me in the eyes. "You're not fat." She said slowly.
I nodded, not believing her.
You are fat.
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Omf I'm sO SORRY THAT THIS WAS SO SHORT! AGH! >_< WRITERS BLOCK DAMMIT!!!!
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