Broken. (BxB)

Intro.

*triggers
*anorexic and bulimic actions
*drug and alcohol use
*gay shit
*cussing (a bit of it to)
*child abuse
*bullying.

My mother yelled from the bottom of the stairs that dinner was ready I walked down slowly my eyes puffy and red from crying, I went into the bathroom and yelled "I'll be down in a minute I'm washing my hands." My voice sad and raspy from the screaming and choking. My dad left me when I was 10 so is been hard on my mom but she pulls through I was currently crying cause I have to go stay with the cheating ass also known as my "dad" and his wife/ hoe and my dearest brother and sister who happen to be scared of the gayness that I radiate great just great! I go to Berkeley California high school who my best friends happen to go to and they love me a few of them might have crushes on me or at least used to. These fags and drug addicted "emo" kids names are will,max,Carson,Anthony,Matthew and me Leo. We all like weed each other and "shitty" music like teen suicide and Elvis depressedly. I need them right now. We have two days until school ends better make the most out of it I have to leave to my "dads" house in three days. I continue to walk down the stairs after I wash my face. I hate dinner mostly because my eating disorder won't let me eat any thing but little bites of salad and even that makes me feel guilty about my weight. I'm disgusting and I know it. I eat dinner...well sorta pick at it. My mom looking at me with piercing blue eyes. I knew what was going to happen so I just sat there and waited as her hand reached grabbing my hair and slamming me into my hard floor and making the world spin I don't mind this part I feel dead and maybe free, during this part I close my eyes and enjoy the spinning and the pain of
the blue eyes faded away. But then as always she beats the living shit out of me,and I do nothing I just lay there in pain my ribs and my so called skinny arms hurt as I lay there spread out on the floor and realized I've gotten used to this it stoped hurting I stoped crying I stoped living I stoped trying as she spat the words in my face I just sat there as she screamed "Eat you worthless piece of shit! EAT!" I just looked at her eyes and wondered why...why she did this. She didn't start drinking until dad left her he never left me he never wanted me in the first place. So my lungs Breathe in as her leg kicks and kick at my sides almost like a second heart beat fast and deadly but I wasn't dying I wanted to die but my body just lays there and my eyes just keep blinking and they just won't shut forever She finally picks up my arm and grabs the butter knife and carves "fag" I don't mind it I was going to do it any way.

Sorry if this was bad and depressing I hope you like it and I'll try to work on it more!
Love-Jackson❤️