Chapter 5: the relapse

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❤️Tw: self harm/ self injury❤️

After the first night at his new school, atlas woke up feeling slightly better. He had made a new friend, and now he was starting a new school.

He climbed out of bed and headed to the shower, when he got out he grabbed the black skirt that he would be forced to wear until who knows how long, along with the red sweater-vest, he wore a long sleeve white shirt underneath it.

He took a moment to look at himself in the mirror, the skirt barely went past his knees, he looked like a fool. A boy in a skirt, how embarrassing

"This is the worst" he thought to himself as he left the bathroom, he went towards the kitchen, that's when he saw Alice.

"Atlas! Hey.."

She had a soft tone, she was already dressed and she had two plates of breakfast, eggs, sausage, bacon, she looked up at him

"You hungry?" She offered the plate to him

"uh. No thanks" he softly smiled as he grabbed a bottle of water and opened it, taking a few sips of it

"So, I was wondering if you wanted to come to a pool party with me and my friends tonight, we thought you would want..someone to hang out with"

Atlas thought for a moment, he looked down at the ground, then back at her pleading eyes, he couldn't say no.

"Yeah sure"

Alice smiled warmly as she nodded

"Great"

Timeskip: 6 pm the same day
Atlas has arrived to the schools garden-side pool, it was a large open space, there was a pool, a hot tub, tables covered in snacks and sodas, and four girls each sitting in the Hot-Tub, she smiled

"Atlas! Get in here with us!"

He hesitated for a moment, he looked down at his body, the stupid skirt he had been wearing, he felt so embarrassed. He didn't care much about the girls, he didn't even bother to look at their faces

"Uh..no, I don't have a swimsuit"

She rolled her eyes

"I picked one up at the store for you to borrow, just put it in, it's over there on the table!"

He sighed and walked over to the table, he picked up the blue and green swim trunks, he went to the bathroom and slowly he changed his clothes, he walked out of the bathroom, his arms wrapped over his stomach.

"How did you know my size?"

"You're skinny enough I assumed you were a small, was I right?"

He nodded

"Yeah"

"Get in here with us"

All the girls began to smile and wave at him, encouraging him to get in. So he did.

He sat in his seat and looked around, something about this felt familiar to him.

He watched as the girls talked, suddenly a girl with blonde, curly hair walked out of the bathroom, that's when he realized

It really WAS amber.

He felt his breath stop, his eyes widened, and he began to tremble, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he didn't know what to do.

She smirked at him, she climbed into the hot club and put her hand on his thigh.

"hi bunny..~"

He felt tears starting to well in his eyes
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"

He shut his eyes and quickly climbed out of the tub, he felt his ears beginning to ring as he ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind him, he grabbed his bag and pulled out a steel blade.

His breath was heavy and uneven, he felt tears beginning to pour down his cheeks as he pressed the blade against his skin.

the blade pressed into his forearm, it stung, it ached, he closed his eyes and whimpered, he watched as the blood trickled down his forearm

"holy shit.."

He gasped as he dropped the now blood covered blade onto the tile floor, the sound of it hitting the floor echoed.

"she's not here, she's not here"

He whispered to himself when he suddenly heard a banging on the door, he jumped and put his hand over his wrist, he shook his head.

"No one's there" he thought to himself.

"Oh bunny~" he heard a voice whispering thought the metal door

"No. No. No. GO AWAY!" He screamed as he slammed his head against the wall, tears pouring down his cheek as he curled into a ball, the only thing he could focus on was the stinging pain on his forearm, and the aching pain in his chest as he struggled to breathe.

"Atlas, it's me"

It was Alice.

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