White Roses🥀

Eating~🥀🥞

I awoke to the sound of quiet birds coming through my open balcony door. I sat up and stretched the sleepiness from my body,  pushing my small arms above my head and letting out a big yawn. I rubbed my eyes trying to focus my vision on the white dresser that sat before my bed. I kicked my legs over the side of my bed and slowly stood up trying to adjust my legs to hold my body up. I patted across the hard wood floor into the bathroom that was installed in my dorm. 

I followed my normal morning routine and decided to text Uraraka to hang out. I grabbed my medicine bottles and took my depression pills along with my anxiety and anger medication. Once I did, I went over to my phone and began to text Uraraka.

BBoI🥦: Hey, did u wanna go to the new cafe down the street and maybe hit up the movies?

Pinkbiiii🎀: Sure!! Meet u down in 10?

BBoI🥦: Ok, bye!!

I placed my phone back down on my night stand and began to rummage through my dresser. I picked out black skinny Jean's and a pastel blue crop top with a laced collar. Pastel blue was my favorite color other than black. I quickly jumped into my clothes grabbed my wallet, keys, and phone, then left. I went through my notifications on the way down and swiped away the ones that tormented me since I was little. My father was a very cruel person, and still decides to try and talk to me. When he left, my mother changed completely and now she's claiming shes changed? Now that I think about it, I don't really believe her, she's abused me for 4 years straight. Now, apparently, she cares and "loves me" ha, yeah right. I put my phone away with an eyeroll to myself as I step into the common room. I see Uraraka by the big doors that guard the dorm building and I jog over to her.

"Hey, you ready?" I asked as I slowed to a stop in front of the pink cheeked girl.

"Yeah, let's go!!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the building, running over to her car and hoping in.

"Oh, also, a few others are going to be meeting us there." She said turning her head, pulling out of the parking lot of the school. I thought back to the last time I hung out with a group of friends.

I walked down the sidewalk with the others next to me. Kirishima, Denki, Mina, Iida, Uraraka, and most importantly, Kacchan. We were all giggling at Kacchan cause of the conversation him and Kiri were having.

"Are yOu gayyyy?" Kiri said giggling while poking his arm teasingly.

"SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. SHITTY HAIR" Kacchan yelled as he swatted Kiri's hand away resulting in more giggles coming from the red head.

That whole day was so much fun, nobody fought, argued (except for that one time), and everyone was happy. That was the one day I was truly happy.

I had forgotten my medicine that morning cause I woke up late and rushed out the door, but I was happy, actually happy. We continued to walk down the sidewalk and I just watched the orange sky change colors as the sun dissapeared.

But, once I got home that night, it was all ruined. My mother decided to give me a thorough beating for being gone all day.

That memory always put a smile on my face no matter what. Even though I couldn't even go to school that Monday cause of how bad the bruises were, it was still worth it.

I snapped out of my daze as we parked in front of the cafe. I got out of the car slowly as I just got hit by the painful reality of the truth, my eating disorder. I slowly make my way over to Uraraka who is already on the curb of the building. Once I step up, she grabs hold of my wrist and drags me the rest of the way into the cafe. The smell of pancakes mixed with coffee filled my nose and was once again dragged over to where the rest were sitting. Kirishima, Denki, Mina, Iida, Kacchan, and Uraraka. I began to smile as I took my seat between Kirishima and Denki. We chatted for a while and I just decided on an iced tea, my favorite drink. I can eat, but not alot and I don't want to waste money, so I just eat healthy snacks full of vitamins so I don't die. I took a drink of my tea when I got hit with a painful question.

"What do you want, Izuku?" Asked the yellow haired boy next to me. I began to panic a little.

"O-oh, umm, I'm not very hungry today," I said looking down to play with my straw.

"Ok, if you want anything let me know,"  I nodded in response and I continued to play with my straw. I got to thinking, eating a little bit wouldn't hurt, right? It will make the suspicion go down and I haven't had pancakes in a while.

"Actually, Denki, can I get like 3 pancakes?" He looked over at me, putting his phone down on the table, listening to what I had to say.

"Yeah, of course!" He then called a waiter over and got me what I wanted. 

They came back with the three pancakes I asked for and placed them in front of me. I felt all eyes on me. I slowly picked up a fork, cut a piece off, and stabbed it carefully with my fork. I held it up to my mouth and hesitantly put it in my mouth and slowly chewed it.

I looked up at all the eyes in me and became a little panicked. I looked back down to my plate and continued to slowly eat.

After a few minutes, everyone was back to their normal conversations and I still slowly ate.

Once that painful hour was over, we finally decided to make our way to the movies. We chose a scary movie, I personally didn't like movies like this, but I didnt want to be a party pooper.

We bought our tickets and talked until we were allowed into the theater. The move began with a slow beginning and became scarier the deeper you got into the movie.

My stomach then began to churn and hurt. I excused myself and ran to the bathroom with my hands over my mouth. I ran into a stall and locked the door quickly and emptied my load into the toilet. I then texted Uraraka and told her I became sick. Knowing her phone was off, I didn't expect her to text back, but she did.

I put my phone away and just sat there on the bathroom floor and, once again, buried my head into my arms. I then felt a light headache, but it was probably just because I got sick. I then heard footsteps walking into the bathroom.

"Hey, nerd. I'm the only one that doesn't have a weak stomach so here I am! Open up!" He said in his normal demanding, loud, and rude voice. I slowly got up and wobbled on my legs cause they were numb from getting sick. I unlocked the door and walked out. What happened next caught me by surprise.

Kacchan had picked me up like a 4 year old and wrapped my legs around his waist. He held on to my body like he was carrying a stuffed bear. I guess I was a little under weight, but that doesn't matter.

WHY THE HECK DID HE PICK ME UP!? DOESNT HE HATE ME!? I hesitantly placed my head into the crook of his neck and slowly inhaled. He smelled of burnt caramel and wood. It was so relaxing. I fell asleep in his arms.

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