𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝗺𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝗼𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐢𝗼

25

Cameron: why are u lookin at me like that?
Mattia: i'm not.
Cameron: okay whatever, you got apple juice?
Mattia: uh, yeah
Cameron: cool, ima go get some, do u have cookies?
Mattia: yeah in the pantry

you give him a sarcastic smile and walk over to where he was sitting. you pat his shoulder.

Cameron: thanks polibio.

mattia rolls his eyes and stays there

you walk over to the kitchen and look through the fridge. you find the apple juice and pour a glass.

(apple juice is better than orange juice. it always has and always will. for those of you that think otherwise, the door 👉🏽 🚪)

you put the juice back in the fridge and rummage through the cabinets with the full cup of juice in your hand. you couldn't find the cookies.

Cameron: AYO POLIBIO, THERE AINT ANY COOKIES IN HERE BOY.

mattia: hold up i'll be right there.

you look and close the cabinet. as you closed it you started walking and crashed into mattia. the apple juice fell all over your hoodie. you didn't have a shirt under. you both didn't see eachother.

Cameron: oh my god you fcking idiot. watch where u goin bumblefck.

he was caught off guard from your statement. he looked down like he was trying to use a comeback. he wasn't used to people talkin back.

Mattia: i- b-
Cameron: stfu and get me a towel.
Mattia: uh okay, why can't u just take off your hoodie?
Cameron: i don't have a shirt under.
Mattia: bruh
Cameron: it's normal chill. and i wasn't planning to get a cup of apple juice getting spilled all over me luv.
Mattia: just use one of my shirts.
Cameron: ew no.
Mattia: you are gonna be all gross and sticky.

you think about it.

Cameron: fine.
Mattia: cool, oh and by the way i invited the boys.
Cameron: ew why
Mattia: you are mean and don't talk to me.
Cameron: yeah that's like the whole point. when are they gettin here?
Mattia: i'm five minutes.
Cameron: ight watever. get me a shirt, ima be in the bathroom cleaning myself off.
Mattia: okay

you go to the bathroom and try to get most of the juice and stain off but you couldn't. you started fixing your hair and you heard the doorbell ring.

CAMERONS THOUGHTS

that's them

END OF THOUGHTS

minutes go by and mattia hasn't came with a shirt.

he finally comes and barges in the bathroom.

Mattia: here
Cameron: thanks
Mattia: the boys are here.
Cameron: i don't care.
Mattia: shut yo ugly ass up
Cameron: make me hoe.

right when you said that u closed the door in his face and took off your hoodie.

you were in your bra and sweats.

you examined your body in the mirror and the bruises were bad.

and the cut too.

everything was bad.

you looked at yourself in the mirror and felt hate for you and your body. you hated your scars. your bruises. your skin. your body shape. you. you hated yourself.

a tear fell down your cheek and you stared at your self.

why am i like this

i'm ugly

your nothing

you will never be loved.

you ran your cold finger tips on the surface of your bruised and partly swollen stomach.

you immediately caught yourself and wiped the tears off of your face.

you are better than this.

you don't show emotion.

you are strong.

you picked up mattias maroon nike shirt and as you were about to put it on, someone came in the bathroom.

Kairi: woahhh, sorry. i didn't know you were in here it wasn't locked.

you immediately cover yourself up.
not only because of the cuts and bruises.
but because you your body.
you were insecure.
more than anybody knew.

Cameron: woah get out bro.
Kairi: what's that?

he points at your tan stomach with a white patch of gauze in top.

it's the gauze and towels katie put.

Cameron: n-nothing get out k-kairi.
Kairi: chill you are just in your bra.
Cameron: KAIRI GET OUT.

you pushed him out and closed the door. you laid against the cold bathroom wall as you were shaking in feet and anxiety.

he saw me.
he saw me.
he saw me.

he saw my body.

he saw the patch.

he saw almost every insecurity i have.

he saw me.

you felt nervous and immediately put on the baggy oversized shirt and looked out the bathroom window. it was still raining. but u didn't care. you were embarrassed.

you opened the door and walked straight past the boys and grabbed your backpack and board.

Ale: yo cameron where u goin?
Cameron: home
Mattia: it stopped raining?
Cameron: no. i'll give back the shirt back another day. bye.

you closed the door and skated away.

they saw me.

AUTHORS NOTE~

when the text is in bold it's the thoughts she has or what's she is thinking:)

hey guys so i am going to bring up some mental illnesses soon. i fully respect and understand that it's a touchy subject and i am in no way shape or form trying to mock, make fun of, or disrespect it. sort of awareness :).

i will be talking about camerons mental illnesses soon.

please don't get triggered or mad🥺

i love you guys, enjoy<3