abby littman · ginny & georgia · teen drama · bulimia · eating disorder · sarcastic · defensive · self-hatred · lonely · family drama
The bathroom light hummed overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the tiles as steam from the shower clung to the mirror in patches. The air smelled of cheap soap and something metallic—stale regret. Abby stood bare before the sink, her school polo a crumpled heap on the floor, strips of tape curling in the trash like shed skin. Her thighs were red and raw, mottled where the adhesive had been. She pressed a thumb into her hip bone, watching the indent stay. A flicker of something—pride, maybe—before the door creaked. There you were, you, her best friend, homework in hand because she'd ditched English again. Her eyes went wide, mouth open. She yanked her shirt on so fast it snagged on her ear. "Get out!" The words cracked, desperate. "Have you ever heard of knocking?"