AN// TIRGGER WARNING: anorexia :( if you think you or someone you know is suffering from anorexia, then please tell someone my love, please don't hurt yourself like this, everyone deserves to eat and be happy :(
(y/n pov)
"I just don't understand why you hate me so much," You whispered. Michelle laughed. You sighed looking down at your feet. "You broke up with him, you didn't want him, why are you coming at me?" You asked, softly.
"Because even if I don't want Grayson, I know he doesn't deserve an ugly, fat piece of garbage like you," She sneered. You sighed, wiping away a tear. "When we were together, Grayson told me he'd never date someone so fat." You looked up at her, in her tall stiletto heels, face full of make-up.
"He likes me," You said. She laughed and shook her head. "He tells me so, every day, that he loves me," You told her. You'd always believed him. Grayson wasn't like that. He wouldn't leave you because of your weight.
"He's lying, y/n, don't you see that?" You shook your head slowly and looked down at your shoes. "You know what would make him like you more?" You looked up at her. She smiled that evil grin of hers.
"What?" You asked. She laughed. "Please, I just want him to like me," You begged her. She smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
"Well then honey," She began to walk with you. "Let me give you some advice, girl to girl."
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"Babe?" You looked up from your book to see Grayson come sit next to you and you smiled at him. "You look so pale, are you okay?" You forced a smile on your face and nodded.
"I'm great baby, don't worry," You lied. You weren't doing well at all. You felt dizzy, faint, sick. Anything but great. "What're we doing today?" You asked, cheerfully.
"I don't know, wanna go on a date tonight?" He asked. You nodded eagerly. He smiled, kissing your head as he got up to go to the kitchen. "How 'bout the new Italian place down the road, I've been wanting to go there for a while," He suggested. Your smiled fell.
"How 'bout we do something more... active?" You asked, turning around. "I don't really wanna eat out Grayson," You said. He frowned.
"You never wanna eat anymore," He said. You opened your mouth to argue, "Speaking of which I haven't seen you eat in so l-" You cut him off.
"How 'bout a hike? You're always complaining E won't go with you," You said. He smiled, forgetting what he was going on about. He nodded. "It's settled then, we're going on a hike later," You got up slowly and kissed him on the cheek, walking away from him.
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"We can't climb it, we'll get in trouble," You said. He smirked. "Grayson don't climb it." He laughed, already climbing the fence.
"Oh come on, let's have some fun," You groaned, watching him climb the fence. He got down on the other side and looked at you expectantly. "You're turn y/n," You dropped your jaw.
"No way, are you dumb?" He laughed. You shook your head. "I'm not climbing it, I'm gonna fall and die," You said. He shook his head.
"Just climb it." He crossed his arms at his chest, making him muscles bulge. "Here throw your water bottle over and then just climb it like I did," He said. You shook your head.
"Throw it- what do you think it is?" You hugged the bottle to your chest and he laughed. "I'm not throwing my precious baby over," You said. He rolled his eyes.
"You're not throwing me anywhere," He stated. Now, it was your turn to roll your eyes. He sighed. "I'll catch it, don't worry." You groaned.
Giving the water bottle an exaggerated kiss you tossed it over. He caught it with one hand and smirked. You rolled your eyes. "I'm still not climbing it," You said. He shook his head and put the bottle gently on the ground. "Hey, she's going to get dirty!" You exclaimed.
