Once we left thot hopic, we went to barstucks before we continued. I got a large iced peppermint mocha and Kacchan got just a normal pink drink. Kacchan has never seen me on a coffee high, so I'm looking forward to seeing how he reacts, hehe.
We walk down the walkway, going in and out of a couple of stores. We got to to food court and I smelt the food that was being cooked, it made me feel sick. Sick of how fat I was, of how disgusting I am, how much I just hate my body. I told Kacchan I needed to use the restroom and we walked to the nearest one together.
I went into the family bathroom and locked the door. I put the toilet top down and sat. I shoved my head into my tiny, soft hands. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I hate myself so much? I wish that I could just accept myself and not constantly feel like I'm not good enough. I just wanna feel ok.
"Fucking Deku, you ok?" Kacchan asked as he knocked. I got up and opened the door only to pull him in.
"I'm gonna lift my shirt again, ok? I want you to tell me what is wrong with my body. Can you do that for me?" He nodded in return.
I slowly began to lift my shirt only to end up taking it off.
"Your very skinny, too skinny to be healthy. Your literally a walking skeleton, that's not good. Why the hell do you look this this anyways?" Kacchan answers.
"So, your saying I'm not fat, in fact, I'm the complete opposite?" I asked confused. Where did he get too skinny to be healthy from my fat torso?
"Yes, and it's not a good thing, Deku. You need to see a doctor," Kacchan replied while helping me put my shirt on.
"How can you not see the fat?" I asked. He looked at me confused. Then I saw anger grow in his eyes.
He firmly grabbed my shoulders and shook me lightly.
"DEKU, YOU ARE NOT FAT, NOT EVEN FUCKING CLOSE. SO FUCKING STOP OK? START EATING!" Kacchan yelled while he shook me. "You know what," he let go of my shoulders and stepped back a bit, "Pack your shit, your moving into my dorm weather you like it or not," Kacchan then grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the bathroom, down the walkway, to the exit, and to the car.
Once we made it back, he walked me to my room and started to dig my clothing out of my closet and dresser. I offered to help, but he just sat me on my bed and told me that he doesn't want me sneaking my stuff back to where it was.
Once he finally turned my room upside down and shoved everything in my bags that he found, we walked back to his room leaving mine completely empty.
I knew exactly where I was going next.
"Hey Kacchan, I'm gonna meet you back in your dorm. I have to go do something real quick." He just nodded in response as he walked my bags to his room.
I jogged down the hallway to the elevator and down to the first floor. I walked out of the building to the school garden.
I walked down the walk way surrounded by White Roses, my favorite flowers. Sometimes I'd pick one and put it in my hair or in my room for comfort.
I glide my hand over the beautiful white petals of the roses as I walk down the pathway leading to the sitting area. Before I got to the middle, I stopped at one particular flower, it was smaller than the rest and easily stood out. It was wilting and not the vibrant white color it sloud be.
I sat and looked at it for a good minute before I decided that I would come back later and fix it.
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A small Chapter just to get it out there. I've been feeling an addiction to posting but not writing, so the chapters may be a little shorter from now on
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FanfictionIzuku has been beaten, abused. and bullied his whole life. He has scars from his mother, Bakugou, and scars from his self harm all over him. Only one person knows, Uraraka, she only knows about the abuse and not about Izuku's eating disorder. Bakugo...
