different; marter

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matt
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"You're too cute to be doing drugs."

I wanted to throw up. Right here. Right now.

Carter just poured my best friend down the drain. "You know I think I'm gonna go home... I don't feel good." I say weakly, walking past him. "Then let me take care of you. It'd be good for you to get that trash out of your system."

I don't even think that's how it works.

"I need to throw up." I groan.
"Be my guest."

He steps out of the way and gestures to the toilet. I slowly get on the ground one knee at a time and open the lid. Throwing up doesn't faze me anymore, since I do it so often.

I feel the liquids coming up in my throat and I put my head closer to the toilet. Copious amounts of red liquid pour out of me into the toilet. The only thing I've had in the past 3 days is half a pancake and probably like a gallon and a half of red Hawaiian punch...

"Woah is that blood?!" Carter asks. He was hysterical. "No it's just red ju-"

I cut off my own sentence by throwing up. "It's juice."

"Why isn't it all lumpy then?"
God why is he asking questions?
"Because it just isn't."

"You haven't been eating have you?" He asks. He comes over and sits down beside me on the wall of the tub. "I ate half a pancake!" I snap, defensively. "And when was this?"

"Tuesday night."

"Matt you're gonna die! No wander you're so malnourished!" He yells at me, crossing his arms over his chest. "Is yelling at me gonna make me healthy?"

"No but-"

"I am not malnourished!" I hiss, rolling my eyes. "Open your fucking eyes Matt. You're arms are like sticks-"

So what I have skinny arms? I'm still the size of a whale.

"-Your ribs are showing-"

Doesn't prove a thing...

"-and you're hip bones are poking out!"

I roll my eyes. "Stop rubbing my flaws in my face, that's why I'm like this..." I say in all honesty.

"No you look fine! But eating right can make you look and feel better, take my word for it!" He pleads. What the fuck would he know his life has been perfect.

"You sound like my doctor."

"I'm just saying you only have one body, and you need to take care if it." He says, placing a hand on my shoulder. "If you're gonna starve yourself then so am I. I'm not gonna eat another meal until you do."

"You wouldn't last 2 days." I scoff, followed by a laugh. "I'll do whatever it takes to get you healthy again."

"Can you like-" I cut myself off by throwing up again. "Not watch me puke?"

"Okay. I'm going to bed, wake me up when you're done." he says, walking out of the room closing the door behind him. My eyes were watering so bad that it looked like I was crying. My stomach cramped and ached at the unbearable emptiness. I felt so disgusting. I had Carter Reynolds semen inside me and the first time we had ever spoken was a few hours ago. I hadn't ever been so disappointed in myself.

I wait a while before going out, making sure Carter was sleeping. I put my clothes back on and got my things to go home. I desperately wanted to avoid Carter for the rest of my life and forget this night ever happened but something tells me I'll regret it.

I got a note card out of my car and scribbled down my name and number before taking off.

As soon as I got home I showered thoroughly, and tried to at least eat a little bit of something. I ended up eating like 4 marshmallows before I was absolutely stuffed.

I tried sleeping but I kept picking up my phone, to see of Carter had texted me. He hadn't of course, since he was asleep when I left.

I decided to turn off my phone and get the sleep that I desperately needed.

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Sorry I never update this I've been busy with life and my other book.

I'll start updating more

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