𝙃𝙊𝙇𝙄𝘿𝘼𝙔 - cnco

nine

*THIS MIGHT BE TRIGGERING*

𝙰𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊 - 𝟷𝟿 𝚢/𝚘

"WE JUST GRADUATED" 

That weirdly synched yell would be my two friends, Maggie and Michelle

"Can you believe we just graduated college?" Michelle says

We're all full of adrenaline from getting our degrees.

My phone chimes. Its my boyfriend Victor.

Vic ; hey im gonna be at the house for a bit, see you soon x

He's the lead singer in a band called Five Elements, a popular local band. Did I also mention he's dreamy as fuck?

"Is it him?" Michelle winks at me. Him and I have been dating for two years but sometimes we still act like we started dating a month ago.

"Yeah, i think i'm gonna surprise him"

I hug my friends and Maggie's boyfriend and walk to my car.

I'm happy I'm wearing one of my best dresses under my graduation gown, the latter , I leave in my car.

I softly open the door to our shared flat.

And immediately regret it.

My boyfriend lies stomach down, naked as the day he was born.

Beside him lies his manager, Leona.

His. Fucking. Manager.

my hand tightens over the plastic water bottle of Chardonnay i snuck from my parents.

Leona purrs.

"Having fun, aren't we?"

Victor freezes at the sound of my voice.

He gets up from the bed so fast, Leona almost falls off.

"Baby I-"

"Don't 'baby' me, you jackass!" My hands are getting sweaty, I feel like I can't breathe.

"Adelia, listen to me, This is...who I am. My life. I don't" He shuts up, realising what he's spewing.

"So you'd rather be a playboy, sticking your privates into any female you find?" I laugh bitterly "How apropos"

Leona smirked, slithering close to my now-ex-bastard of a boyfriend.

"Sweetie, get over-"

She doesn't get to finish because I throw the contents of the plastic bottle at both of them.

Sticky white wine coats both of them, sending a smug chill down my spine.

"Get out"

"This is my-"

"THIS IS NOT YOUR APARTMENT , GET THE FUCK OUT!" Anxiety rises in me

"Excuse-" Leona shoots me a scathing glare

"I said"  I grab the bitch by her hair and growl "Get.Out."

Both of them shove on their clothes and run out.

I dial Summer's number

"Yo"

"Get your ass here. I'm gonna burn Victors clothes" My throat feels scratchy

There's utter silence on the other end . Then she speaks

"What?"

"He, he" I start sobbing, the panic attack intensifying.

"Adelia? Adi? ADELIA?!"

The world blurs into black.

I wake up to a familiar smell. I'm in the hospital.

"Thank God" I look to my side to see Michelle gripping my hand so tightly. Then she whacks my arm. 

"There's an IV on my arm, it hurts enough" I say

"You have two disorders. Anorexia nervosa and panic disorder. And you didn't think to tell us?"Michelle says but I can see the glossiness in her eyes.

She's my oldest friend. We met at the age of 2 and we're still going strong, 17 years later.

"If you'd have taken it too far..." her voice turns angry "It's his fault, isn't it?"

"Who?"

"Victor" She says his name with a disgusted expression.

I gulp.

Victior had always told me how my waist looked good and when I started gaining weight, I starved myself and ate less. This slowly became a habit. I never thought about the consequences, the only think running through my head was how I had to look likeable. 

vICTOR.

That bastard fucked me over.

It was on that day, I looked at myself in the mirror and promised myself two things.

One, I'd stop caring about what the world thought of me and focus on me

Two, I'd never fall in love again. Least of all, with a famous person.

A/n ; on that note , i wanna add, NEVER let anyone tell you how you should or shouldn't be

There will always be people who love you as well as the lowlifes who bully others to make themselves feel better, and theres no easy way to learn this.

if you're going through the struggle, i'm here if you wanna talk and know that life can be shit sometimes but it gets better, i know you can do it because you're THAT bitch/man :)

love you guys <3