๐‡๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐’๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐’๐ฐ๐ž๏ฟฝ...

By ImpossibleRiana123

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"it's not like I have a crush on her" "matt we catch you staring at her all the time" "I don't like him like... More

๐‡๐ˆ๐†๐‡ ๐’๐‚๐‡๐Ž๐Ž๐‹ ๐’๐–๐„๐„๐“๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“๐’
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™ - ( ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค? )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš - ( ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ? ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ› - ( ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ก'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿœ - ( ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ? )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ - ( ๐ข ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿž - ( ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ )
๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŸ - ( ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ  - ( ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ข ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  )
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿก - ( ๐จ๐ค๐š๐ฒ, ๐›๐จ๐ฅ๐ )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™ - ( ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค! )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš - ( ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ› - ( ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž? )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿœ - ( ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ - ( ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿž - ( ๐œ๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐Ÿ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ )
๐Ÿ™๐ŸŸ - ( ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ  - ( ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž )
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿก - ( ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜ - ( ๐ข ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™ - ( ๐ข ๐ค๐ง๐ž๐ฐ )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿš - ( ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿ› - ( ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿœ - ( ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿ - ( ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž, ๐ฅ๐ž๐ข๐ฅ๐š )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿž - ( ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐จ๐ฒ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ )
๐Ÿš๐ŸŸ - ( ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ข ๐ฉ๐š๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐ณ๐ฒ )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿ  - ( ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ข ๐ ๐จ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž? )
๐Ÿš๐Ÿก - ( ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ˜ - ( ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐ค )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ™ - ( ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐› )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿš - ( ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ› - ( ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ - ( ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ข! )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ - ( ๐ข ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐œ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐› ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿž - ( ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง, ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ž )
๐Ÿ›๐ŸŸ - ( ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฃ๐จ๐ค๐ž )
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ  - ( ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ )
โš ๏ธ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐žโš ๏ธ
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿก - ( ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐ )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ˜ - ( ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ, ๐›๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ™ - ( ๐จ๐ก ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿš - ( ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ› - ( ๐ฐ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ - ( ๐ง๐จ, ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ. ๐ก๐ž๐ซ! )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ - ( ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ข๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿž - ( ๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ )
๐Ÿœ๐ŸŸ - ( ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐ข๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ข'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ  - ( ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ )
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿก - ( ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž )
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ - ( ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’„๐’‚๐’”๐’•? )
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ™ - ( ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐๐จ๐ฆ )
๐Ÿ๐Ÿš - ( ๐ก๐ข ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ )
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ› - ( ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ก ๐จ๐ค๐š๐ฒ )
๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ - ( ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ )
๐ž๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž

๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜ - ( ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ )

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By ImpossibleRiana123

october 29th,
10 am,
leilani's bedroom
⚠️fat shaming, harsh backstory, slapping, harsh chapter overall⚠️
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leilani gets woken up by her bedroom door slamming open. she peels open her eyes and looks at the door.

"get ready. everyone's arriving in an hour." her mom deadpans before leaving and slamming the door shut. her face was blue and purple, with a couple scars covering it.

this makes leilani drown in guilt, even though she's got nothing to do with it. but she thinks different.

here's the thing:

her parents started fighting when she was born, it was a sound that she got used to eventually, but after 17, almost 18 years of hearing them arguing, she always feels like it's her fault.

the fights usually go about her mom, since her father is a fucking alcoholic. but when he's sober, it's about their kids. and not any of their kids, it's about leilani.

she always overhears them yelling at each other for her becoming such a mistake, they always argue with each other over who's child it is, when it's both of theirs. it's mostly about leilani, and barely about amber or ryan.

the couple of times it's about amber, it's usually about how expensive her medicines are, and how they don't give a fuck if she dies. no, literally. the other day it was about how amber has already been in a coma for nearly 4 months, so they were discussing about just 'pulling the plug', which made leilani rage because of how protective she is over her little sister.

the other times it's about ryan, their eldest child, leilani and ambers' big brother. he ran off when leilani got born, he never really gave anyone a reason. her parents just thought it was because he didn't want a younger sibling or that her younger sister was an absolute mistake. but the real reason, nobody knows. and they're not expecting too.

so, yeah, basically, leilani's life is shit and she's hanging on by a thread.


















































leilani gets up from her bed, walks over to her closet and grabs another oversized sweater and baggy jeans. she wears these to 'cover up her stomach', even though she's skinny as fuck. she doesn't realize, she's used to not eating for at least a month and then consuming a small piece of food and puking it back out immediately.

leilani finishes her makeup before exiting her room and walking downstairs. she sees that her grandmother lucy has arrived along with the rest of the family members. she internally groans as she makes her way to the kitchen.

"leilani, darling! so nice to see you again." lucy lies out her arse, pulling the teenage girl in for a hug. she rolls her eyes hugging back, receiving a supposedly threatening look from her father standing behind her grandmother.

her annoyed face immediately turns fake happy as lucy pulls back. "you too, grandma." leilani smiles bittersweet. lucy turns on her heel and starts having a conversation with leilani's father.

leilani exits the kitchen and walks to the living room, supposing the rest of the family is there, sitting on the couch.

"yo, laura, get me a beer!" she hears the second she enters the living room. her uncle. you can tell she didn't end up in the right family, but what can she do about it? she's a minor and nobody wants to listen to her vent. she thinks.

she walks further, viewing over the whole family. all of them were the same, and there was no end. "anyone else need something to drink?" she asks, avoiding any problems with her parents.

"get me beer too." her nephew says. "me too." her step-aunt says. basically, everyone says they want a beer. leilani nods and was gonna turn around, but remembers she has to stay respectful.

"your drinks will be right with you." she holds a respectful tone, avoiding the punishments she'd get if she didn't. she walks back to the kitchen and overhears lucy talking to scott.

"you need to feed her less, scott." lucy's voice is laced with disappointment. "look, I might be drunk, I might hate that bitch, but I can tell you, she doesn't eat, mom." scott says.

"she has some sort of snack up in her room or something, she's still too fat to not be eating." lucy says. "I haven't seen her eat in at least a month and a half. she doesn't eat at school because otherwise I'd get a text or something, and she doesn't have any friends to get food from because she's fucking lonely." scott's voice grows frustrated.

"so I don't know why she's still fat, but we've tried everything, we really have." scott shakes his head. "how much does she weigh?" lucy asks.

"last time I checked, she weighed 64.14 lbs." scott shrugs simply. "make her weigh at least 50." lucy demands before turning on her heel, making leilani hide behind the corner, tears rolling down her face.

she's quick to wipe them and turn into the kitchen. she takes out 10 beers and brings them to the living room. "took your fucking time." her uncle, tom, groans as he snatches the beer out of leilani's hands.

she puts all the beers on the table and everyone grabs one. she returns to the kitchen and pouts a glass of water for herself. as she was gonna put it down, a little spills out. it wasn't even a spill, it was a tiny drip.

but that was enough to make her father go wild.

"you spilled?!" he immediately shouts, making leilani flinch. "CLEAN THAT UP!" he yells from the top of his lungs, making tears form in leilani's eyes but she holds them back, knowing she'd just get insulted 20 times more if she cried.

"yes, sir." she nods immediately, grabbing a paper towel and cleaning up the drip. she throws the towel in the trash and wipes it with her sleeve.

"you better not do that again!" her father exclaims, raising his hand, leilani is quick to flinch, making him laugh sadistically.

"so fucking scared. so fucking pathetic." he shakes his head, leaving the kitchen and joining everyone in the living room.



































the rest of the day, leilani seemed like everyone's dummy. she was the one getting drinks, she was the one having to clean up all the mess everyone was making, she was the one working her ass off, for absolutely nothing.

yesterday, she was trying to keep the positive things in sight, she was thinking her nephew would maybe bring his daughter, lily. she's 4 years old and she's the only decent member of the family.

leilani was hoping she was gonna come with, so she could at least get something out of today, but she's relieved she's not. everyone in her house was drunk, everyone was yelling at each other and her. so it was for the better that lily wasn't there.

as soon as everyone was out the house, scott started yelling at leilani and her mom. her mom always showed some respect for her daughter, considering it's her daughter. but scott, he didn't give a fuck.

he'd yell and shout if he wanted too, he'd abuse them if he wanted too, as long as he was satisfied.

and he wasn't right now.

scott is raging at leilani and miranda, he's throwing things at them, including all 46 or even more of the empty beer bottles that were sprawled around the ground and table.

he's shouting at them, cussing them out, making them feel degraded. he's coming closer and slapping them across their faces, not giving a single fuck that leilani has school tomorrow and that the bruises are gonna be in sight so hard.

he's letting his rage and frustration out on leilani and miranda, for some reason, mostly on leilani.

"YOU'RE— NO— FUCKING— DAUGHTER— OF— MINE!!!" he yells, slapping her face tough and harsh between every word.

the bruises he's leaving, the hand marks he's leaving, it all hurts and stings so bad.

but leilani doesn't show this.

all she's doing, is squeezing her eyes shut with every slap, and straightening her neck every time it was slapped to the left or right.

this was new to her, but she knew how to react. she's been watching her mom react to this weekly, daily. she knows how to handle this. she isn't supposed to, but she knows.

"GO TO YOUR ROOM!!" scott yells out. with one last slap, leilani's ears are ringing, her sight is blurry, her nose is bleeding, her head is hurting and her face burns and stings like hell.

not wanting to piss him off any further,  she runs up to her room. careful as not to slam her door, she closes it silently.

she immediately bursts out into tears as she slumps to her bathroom. she inspects her face.

noticing how her nose is slightly crooked to the left because her father hit her mostly on the right side of her face, noticing the pain in her red eyes, noticing the blood drawn across her face, noticing how her cheeks burn red and around her eyes turn purple and blue rapidly, noticing how blood is leaking from her ears and nose, noticing how there are visible tear stains in her eyes.

it's all so painful.

sobbing, she starts cleaning herself up as good as she can.




































leilani puts down the towel and looks at herself in the mirror once again. her face is messed up, but she managed to fix it a little.

her ears and nose aren't bleeding anymore, she's not bleeding anymore.

the only thing visible is the fact that her cheeks are still bruised like hell, and right under her left eye, it's blue and purple. she's trying to avoid touching her face since it hurts like hell.

she sniffles before leaving her bathroom and heading into her bedroom. she gets in her bed and scrolls through social media a couple of minutes before falling asleep.
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that's crazyyy

how oh how is matt gonna react to this? concealer isn't strong enough to cover it up🤷🏼‍♀️

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