Tw: Eating disorder and non consensual sexual behaviors

After breakfast I had went upstairs to the bathroom to use it. I had went into my private bathroom and knelt over the toilet, lifting the lid. I did what I usually used to do prior to college. I sighed softly before I took my middle finger and index finger pushing it to the back of my throat. I tried to get everything I ate for breakfast out. The words of my father before he left repeating consistently in my head "you look like a pig" or things he's told me in the past prior about my body. I feel like a fat ass every time Im in the mirror. I think about how I can look like the models I see on the cover of magazines or the celebrities who lose weight for roles like nothing. I grew so envious of them. I continued to shove my fingers down and as swoon as I started gagging, I couldn't stop. I felt tears begin to prick out of my eyes as I uncomfortably forced myself to throw up. Eventually I hurled everything I had eaten and panted softly as a few tears rolled down due to the suffocation. I closed my eyes and sniffled a little as I rest my head against the wall collecting my thoughts. The acid reflux was burning my throat so I knew I had to wash my mouth immediately. I stood up and flushed the toilet before grabbing my bar of soap and washing my hands thoroughly. After doing so, I washed my face and then brushed my teeth, followed up with a tongue scraper.

I had lied about the reason why I gag at the sound of gagging. Even though the story of Tank throwing up on me was true, that's not the real reason. It was because I had forced myself to throw up so much when I was younger it had begun to trigger my body to just immediately trigger my reflexes and follow through. I looked at myself in the mirror noticing small things about myself to which I despised. The acne scars, how my body wasn't appealing at all to me. How my eyebrows were a mess again and needed threading. I looked at my hair and noticed it had brown longer which was good. I was trying my best to cover the cigarette burn marks on the back of my neck which my father had created.

Eventually when I was finished I spent a minute or so relaxing a little trying to collect my thoughts before going back down stairs. Max had asked me a few questions regarding my whereabouts and I had instantly lied to cover up what I had actually been doing. It looked as if Max had believed me which was all that mattered. But when I heard the knock at the door I grew curious as to who would be here this early? I went to answer it before going wide eyed at it being Claire.... " good morning my future fiancé~ How are you darling?" She asked all giggly as she hugged me. "I-.. what?" I said confused and concerned " your father didn't tell you?" She asked as I looked severely uncomfortable "no he did.... But how the hell did he know who you were?" I asked as she rolled her eyes chuckling. My dad knows your dad and I asked if he can arrange something for us and so he asked your father! Your father agreed obviously" she giggled "oh how.... Kind..." I said in a unamused tone. She bit her lip and chuckled "I know~" she said in a seductive tone as she slid her hand down my body to touch me. I grew extremely uncomfortable as Max came in a pulled her off of me "I'm sorry princess but Brad's gotta get ready for classes" he smiled but I could tell he was irritated. She looked confused and said "what? But it's Sunday though?" She asked as Max hummed "mhm, he had weekend classes" as he quickly pushed her out the frat house. Once the door closed he looked super annoyed as he scoffed under his breath "stupid fucking bitch, how would you like it if I cut you whore" he muttered. I chuckled softly at his annoyance but deep down I knew she was going to be a big issue....

Later on the boys got bored and decided to do something fun aka through another party. Tank brought in the booze and snacks mean while the rest brought in speakers for music and lights for ambiance. Max and I helped out as well, when everything was set up we opened the doors and got the music going. As usual students pranced on in. Weed, alcohol, cigarettes. The smell was everywhere. Needless to say the night was going well. Max and I stayed close by each other as max extended a hand out. "Wanna dance?" He asked me with a smirk on his face. I smiled and chuckled "sure why not" as I took his hand and let him lead me to the dance floor. The song changed as Max gasped " I love this song!" He exclaimed getting all hyped up as he brought me in to dance. Max isn't the smoothest dancer but I can see the dorky appeal, I snickered and decided to dance like a goof as well. I'm usually not the biggest fan of these parties but today I was having fun. I enjoyed it a lot.

Max and I took a break from dancing and decided to get a beer cup "cheers" I said lifting up the up to which Max lifted his own and clinked it with my own. I smirked having the idea to lift Max's cup a little higher when he was drinking it so the beer spilled on his face a little. He flinched and out the cup down wiping his face with his sleeve "ass hole" he chuckled as I snickered and shrugged taking a sip of my own beer. I set my cup down for just a second as I took a paper towel to clean up Max's face. He allowed my to do so as I chuckled "there you go. Good as new" I said as I threw the napkin away and took another sip of my cup. " MAX!" " MAXIMILLIAN!" Bobby and PJ shouted which caught Max's attention. Max laughed and walked over "hey you guys! What are you two doing here?" He asked "aw man. I'm tryna look for a little hottie for me man" Bobby admitted as PJ shrugged "I just wanted to enjoy the vibes with my girl Stace" PJ said hugging his girl from behind. Tank joined in the conversation laughing "don't I know it Bobby! I'm tryna get laid tonight!" He laughed as Bobby snickered "let's make a bet, if we can't find hotties by the end of the night we should link man" Bobby said. I perked up along with the rest. So did Tank. Tank busted up laughing and shrugged "sure why not" he said which made our jaws DROP. The rest of the boys laughed as I shook my head and sipped my drink.

All of a sudden a raging and pounding head ache occurred to me. I felt dizzy. That was until I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I could barely open my eyes as I shifted my weight onto whoever was holding me. It felt like a guy so I assumed it was Max. We walked up the stairs to my room as the person laid me down in bed. I looked up at the person and realized the guy didn't look like Max at all. He stared at me for a moment before leaving the room to which I saw a familiar woman pay him outside the door. It was Claire.... She walked inside and locked the door leaving the both of us in there alone. "Hi Bradley~" she giggled. I wanted to shout at her but I couldn't form words. I already knew she roofied me. I didn't drink that much to get this fucked up. I tried to sit up as she placed a hand on my chest and hushed me as she leaned her weight against me "shhhh it's okay~ I'm gonna take real good care of you~" she hummed as she leaned down kissing my lips. I tried to move my face away but she held it in place and kissed me harder as she forced her tongue through. She then begun to take off my shirt and kissing down my face then neck and then torso up until she reached the brim of my pants. I wanted to die at that moment but because my mind was so foggy I couldn't think for myself. I tried to push her away but nothing.

She ended up getting my pants half way down and was about to start on my boxers. That when she flinched hearing extremely violent knocking on my door. " BRAD?! BRAD!" A familiar voice shouted. It was definitely Max. She covered my mouth with her hand as she waited a moment. The silence was hee okay to continue afterward as she slowly pulled down my boxers. I tried to love I really did but nothing seemed to work. What the fuck did she give me?

I don't think either of us noticed the doorknob moving because before she could take off my boxers, the door swung open. There was Stace and Max there at the door way with Stacey holding her Bobby pin in her hand. " oh fuck no!" Max said infuriated. "Max you can't hit girls as a man. But I can" Stacey said as she pulled Claire off of me and dragged her ass down stairs. I heard Claire screaming shit like " WE ARE SUPPOSED TO DO THAT! HES MY HUSBAND!" And all sorts. That's where I could here people shouting " CAT FIGHT!" Before the sounds of "oooh- oh! Wow... OUCH!" Was audible. Max ran over to me and asked "what the fuck? What happened?" As he checked on me. "Holy fuck you're beyond high" he said as I groaned and looked at Max's worried face. I was barely even able to keep my eyes open. He didn't know what to do so we decided to wait it out a while to which I fell asleep with Max beside me. Holding onto me.

The next day approached and I was woken up to Tank bursting into my bed room panting and looking shocked and disturbed.

" WHY DID NO ONE STOP ME AND BOBBY FROM HOOKING UP?!"