All your fault !

8

Tw ⚠️ - ed /emetophobia
Atsushis pov :
He washes the dishes and sits down with the others .
He feels bloated and sick .
'is the TV loud enough for me to do it ?'
He gets up and walks to his room pretending to get something .
He listened and the TV was quite loud .
So he made his decision and went to the bathroom.
He locks the door behind him having a listen .
The TV seems loud enough.
Tw ⚠️ :
He leans down over the toilet.
Making himself gag.
He vomits up all the food he just ate .
Trying to be as quiet as possible.
He done this one more time before flushing and washing his hands .
Tw ⚠️ over :
He puts his hands under the cold water .
The water stinging the fingers he used to sin with .
( Just saying it because it sounds ok . If you have an ed that fine and work hard xx)
He whipes his mouth and walks out .
He sits back on the couch next to Aktugawa on the other end .
He can feel their eyes on him .
He kept his hand in his pocket as his fingers were red .
His eyes get heavier and rests his head on his arm .
He listened to their conversations as he fell asleep .
He was woken up by Aktugawa hitting with with a pillow.
"We're going to bed . Get in yours or your back is gonna get messed up "
"You care about my back ?"
"Shut up idiot !"
Aktugawa hit shim with the pillow.
Atsushi being forced to take his hand out his pocket to protect himself.
He sees their eyes glance at his hand .
He stands up and excuses himself to bed .
He lays down and plugs his phone in .
Aktugawa coming in a few minutes later .
"Jinko whats wrong with your hand ?"
Atsushi turns over to look at Aktugawa .
"nothing why ?"
"I was all red and blistered "
"Ok fine but don't tell . When chuuya and Dazai were cooking earlier I went to get a drink .
And burnt myself "
"Oh you idiot . Night "
"Night Aktugawa"
He turns back over and tries to relax.
'did he buy that or was it more of a oh yeah I believe you not '
He eventually falls asleep .
First day of the two weeks done .
All he has to do is survive another 13 more .
He slept quite well that night .

He wakes up to a strange feeling on his arm .
He checks his phone , it lighting up the whole room.
4:30am
He feels his arm .
'it doesn't feel any different-'
He sits up pulling up his sleeve.
His whole arm and bedding covered in blood .
'no no no no no '
He gets up and goes to the bathroom.
He dumps his jacket on the floor and ripped off his bandages .
He places his arm under the sink to clean it off .
He pulled some bandages out the cabinet .
He re wrapped his arm pulling his sleep down .
He picks up his jacket and puts it in his bag .
He lays back in bed .
He whipes his finger where he can feel the blood is.
Then places it on his lip and nostril.
'i hope this fake nose bleed things works '
It doesn't take humbling to fall back asleep from all the commotion.
'i take back all I said I officially hate this trip . I'm gonna solve this case so I can go home '