Lost and Insecure

Part 23// You're the only thing thats keeping me alive.

Marti's pov

I woke up to feel warm arms around me. I jumped up, and then realized it was Jerome. "What are you doing in my room?" I said. "You were saying my name in your sleep. I wanted to make sure you were ok, so I stayed." He said smiling. He got up. "Well, I'm gonna get something to eat, you want anything?" He said while scratching his head. "A Can of soup please. " I pulled him to me and kissed him softly.
When we walked into the kitchen, Kat and Mitch were already eating.
"So what are you gonna wear to the barbecue?" I said while slurping her soup. "Uh, probably a tank top and shorts, what about you?" She said "Same." "What the hell are you eating?" I said to Kat. "Uh, an apple?" "That's all you've been eating for 5 days! And you've lost like 10 pounds!" You're getting to skinny." I said handing her a cookie. "I just haven't been very hungry." She said.

Kat's pov

"I just haven't been very hungry." I lied. I'm starving, but I have to be skinny. "Mitch calls me perfect, PERFECT!" I'm anything from perfect. The twins have blonde hair, not black. They have tan skin, not pale. They have brown eyes not grey. They are skinny, not me.

I started to get ready for the barbecue that I really didn't want to go to. I put a PTV tank top on. My scars were very visible and my arms looked wide. I took the shirt off and tried a new one. I found a Minecraft crop-top, right away I took it off because my stomach looked big. I sighed in frustration. I found a SWS sweater that covered my stomach and my scars. I moved to my bottoms.
I found a black skirt with ruffles. But it made my thighs look huge. I tried my ripped shorts but my cuts were visible. Tears glazed over my eyes. I put my hands on my face and sat on the floor. The steaming hot tears fell down my face. Little did I know that Mitch was standing in the door way the whole time.

"I think you looked beautiful in all of the outfits." Mitch said. He sat with me and wiped my tears away, but more and more came. "Why can't I be like them? All of my life I was told I was fat, emo, goth, ugly, broken, unloved, useless, waste of space, outcast, misfit, cutter, and suicidal. So why do you, and only you say I'm perfect!? How am I supposed to believe that when no one else thinks it? Mitch I love you, but I can't love myself. You're the only thing that's keeping me alive." I sobbed into his shirt soaking it. He now had teary eyes but held them back. "I'm just a boy, who fell In Love with a girl who didn't love herself." He was now crying. "Kat, I promise you tonight, I'll make you feel beautiful once again." I hugged him and kissed him. He got up and picked an outfit for me.
After a few minutes of scavenging, he handed me the black skirt and the crop-top. I got changed and walked over to Mitch. "See? Beautiful. I dont know if I can wait till late tonight to get you all to myself." He said with a grin. I felt myself blush. Mitch was wearing a white button up shirt with a vest and jeans. "Alright Jerome, Marti, you guys ready?" Mitch said yelling through the house. Marti walked out of her room wearing a black shirt and jeans. Jerome wore about the same as Mitch.
We walked up to the door of the twins house. Mitch held my hand tightly and kissed me. He knocked on the door.