He's Psycho But I Love Him

Chapter 2

I woke up no longer in Mateos arms

"Teo?" I said and I heard water running in the bathroom he walks out the bathroom and I smile, he weakly smiles back

Something is wrong

"Come here" I said and he walked closer to me his eyes were hazel and dark blue

"Why are you sad and hurt Tator?" I asked hugging him.

I looked him up and down and I watched carefully as Mateo then hid his hands behind his back

"Let me see yo arms" I sad and he looked down at me and shook his head no

"Mateo please" he zoned out for a second then looked at me putting his arms towards me, I lifted his sleeves and there was nothing

I'm assuming he got rid of the cuts

I looked up at Mateo he looks down at me "is it bad that I care about you a lot and I only just started talking to you you today?"

He pulls me into his chest "is it bad that I feel like I've known you for years and I can tell you everything" he said

"You can tell me everything, your my best friend" I mumble

" I never had a best friend before" he says as he hugs me tighter

"You have one now" I smiled and so did he then we pulled away

I heard his stomach growling

"When was the last time you ate?" I ask

His eyes wondered from me to other things in my room

"Teo?"

He looks at me "Tuesday" he said very quietly and my heart stopped for a few seconds

"You've gone 3 days without food?" I asked now very concerned

"I've gone longer" he mumbles

I grab his hand and pull him to the kitchen "mom can you order a pizza please" I asked and she looked up from her laptop "yeah sure, hey Mateo"

"Hey" he said and smiled as I saw his eyes turn green

I got Cheetos from the pantry and we went back to my room, I opened the bag and gave it to him

He looked down at the bag in his hand then looked at me "I'm not hungry" he said and I sigh heavily "please" I beg

"No, I'm not hungry" he repeats

Mateo
Paris sits down at the edge of her bed then tears roll down her face, she cares about me a lot.

The reason why I don't want to eat is because my body has got so used to not eating everyday that every time I eat I can't keep it down and I don't wanna throw up and embarrass myself

"I'm hungry but if I eat, I throw up" I mumbled

She looked at me and wiped her face

"Why?" She asked "it's because my body is not used to eating everyday" I say

Paris