Kiss Me Again

Skipping breakfast has become an everyday thing for me now. Sure, the way my stomach growled continuously through my classes was unbearable, but I still had to do it anyway.
I couldn't help it, food just suddenly became bad to me. It wasn't just the opinion of Barbara anymore.
I feel fat. I AM fat. I just need to lose a few pounds, that's all. I'll start setting up a routine so I can work out more often.
I thought about this as I stopped to look at my body after getting out of the shower. I'm so pudgy and disgusting. I thought.
I sighed, then started getting ready for the day.
"Hey there, fatty. Hope you had a nice sleep!" Barbara spit at me as I quickly walked past the kitchen, trying to block her out and get outta there as soon as possible.
"DON'T YOU IGNORE ME, YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!! I'M THE REASON WHY YOU'RE EVEN LIVING HERE RIGHT NOW!" she screamed, hopping out of her chair.
By then, I had reached the door and I quickly left the house, practically running to my car. My eyes began to fill up with tears, but I quickly blinked them away and backed my car out of the driveway.
No one needs to know about my problems.
No one needs to even suspect that something is wrong with me.
Don't draw attention to yourself. Just stay calm for the sake of getting through the day.

Though I wasn't going to break down at school, I still didn't look too happy, and I wasn't going to force myself to. I looked as shitty as I felt. Alex noticed, because when he came over to my locker and saw my facial expression, his quickly turned into a frown.
"What's up, Tay? What's the matter?" he pouted.
I just shook my head and shut my locker door.
"It's just not a good day, Alex."
He frowned a bit more, and pulled me into a long, sweet hug. It was as if he really cared about how I felt.
At my old school, I was really depressed and no one seemed to give me a second glance. (Well, except for Jenna.) My boyfriends really didn't care about my feelings at all, they just made enough effort to pretend they did, so they could get into my panties.

Right then, my stomach made the worst dying whale sound ever.
He quickly let go of me, leaving me missing his warm embrace.
"Tay!" he looked shocked. "You seem really hungry, did you even eat breakfast this morning?!"
I thought about lying, but instead I just let out a huge sigh.
"Whatever's bothering you must be a pretty big deal..you wanna talk about it?" he offered.
"Not really. But I-I'll be alright, don't worry." I reassured him, forcing a little smile.
But he could tell it was forced, and he just gave me a knowing look.
I just stared back at him in silence, until he finally gave up.
"Well okay, whatever...but you know you can talk to me if you're upset about anything, right?"
I just slowly nodded my head, knowing that I couldn't tell him anything about what I was going through.
He started to walk away, but then looked back at me.
"You sure you're okay?"
I nodded and gave him another forced smile.
He just sighed and walked off to go talk to the guys.
I left my locker and went to homeroom. I sat with my head down on my desk till the bell rang.
Today is gonna suck.

Notes

Hey guys, sorry for this lousy chapter. I've been packing all day, and I'm really tired.

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Title cred: Therapy- All Time Low