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isaisthebest realest
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stromboliontop nooo ml don't be sad 😞 liked by creator
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userpoopoo2.0 haha kys blocked by creator
irl isa sat on her bed, her cheeks tear stained, as she watched more and more comments appear under her post. a majority of them were kind, supportive messages from friends and fans, but there were still a good amount of hate comments that she couldn't ignore. "kys", "starve yourself", "ugly", "whore". as much as she usually tries to not let the comments phase her, but recently she's obviously been getting more and more affected. she tries her best to not feel like she need to do what some people are telling her to do but the thought food in general makes her wanna throw up.
as she scrolls through the comments, a familiar contact appears on her screen.
bernard🙄 hey bells you good?
bells 🔔 🙄 ofc i am why wouldn't i be?
bernard🙄 your instagram post dumbass
bells 🔔 🙄 what a great way to get me to open up ! calling me a dumbass
bernard 🙄 i'm getting mcdonald's you want anything?
bells 🔔 🙄 umm no i'm not very hungry
bernard🙄 you haven't been hungry for the past 5 days i'm coming over with mcdonald's for you read 6:37
irl
as his text comes across, she can't help but get nervous. she doesn't want him to worry about her or anything, and she definitely doesn't want him to bring her food. shes been so good recently. she can't let him make her eat. it will ruin everything.
just then she heard a knock on the door.
"hey bells." matt said as he walked into her room with her mcdonald's order and 2 drinks. "bernard." she said flatly as she rolled her eyes. he side eyed her as he heard his middle name. she gave him a smug smile as she sat under her pile of blankets. "never call me bernard again." "but i can't help it, bernard" she said with an innocent expression. he rolls his eyes and grabbed her arms to pull her out of her bed. isa shook her head but then matt pulled her on his shoulder. "matt! put me down!! you're gonna drop me!" "no i won't. you weigh like 20 pounds" isa rolls her eyes "yeah, right" she muttered under her breath "the fuck do you mean 'yeah right' ?" matt questioned as he carried her down the stairs "i'm just saying. i don't know." her voice gives out at the end, not wanting to open up.
matt puts her down and looks at her with a confused look on his face, even though isa didn't know why he cared so much.
"why the fuck are you even here?" isa asked "i got you food obviously." he says shaking up the mcdonald's bag. "i didn't want you to!" she says loudly "why not!?" matt almost yells "i-" she cuts herself off.
shit.
"i can't." her voice cracks "you can't what?" he pries, noticing her change of tone "nothing! oh my god!!" isa yells "god! you are so confusing sometimes." matt groans. "what do you mean?" she says softly "you never let me fucking help you!" he says loudly "i don't need help!!" she yells at him "yes! you do! you're just too fucking stubborn to admit it!!" he yells back "what do you want to admit?! that i can't eat without feeling like i'm gonna throw up right after? OR the fact that i can't eat without your fans saying something about how fat i am! maybe it's unhealthy or WHATEVER you're going to tell me but i don't FUCKING CARE!" she yells as she begins to cry
he stands there in shock as she starts to break down.
"i just don't know what the fuck to do anymore! it feels like i'm being judged for every little thing i do. i can't be confident anymore, i can't have any fun without being laughed at and made fun of! do you have ANY idea how that feels? it's really fucking hard." she cries, having to gasp for air at the end of her rant. she thought she could keep her emotions at bay, but fails once her tears fog her vision and uncontrollably fall down her face.
before she knows it, strong arms wrap around her in a tight hug. surprised, her glossy eyes look up at him. she's about to say something but then he spoke before her. "you don't have to say anything. i'm here." he whispers to her. that was all it took for her to melt into his embrace, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist. she cries into his chest as he holds her, completely supporting her when her legs start to give out and they sink to the floor together.
"bells, you're okay. it's okay." he whispers softly.
the entire night, matt never left isa's side.
authors note i wrote this chapter with my friend!!! i hope you like it 🤗
