you hated this. God you hated yourself even. you felt so disconnected from your own skin even looking in the mirror made you feel like you could puke, and you were all on your own right now. Luke was out taking Camryn on a walk or he knew they'd explode. You didn't really know if it hurt that he'd left or now.

You had no idea how long you'd been laying there, drifting in and out of consciousness, but it had to have been a while, you didn't wanna get up, you weren't wearing your binder (Camryn refused to let you sleep in it) and you knew the gravity on that part of your body would repulse you even more. you wanted to claw out of your skin.

Hell you'd been trying.

And then You heard the front door open, oh shit you needed to pull yourself together before they saw you like this, fuck fuck fuck.

"Yooo {{user}} guess who it issss!!" Ryn called out, flinging open your shared bedroom door, closely followed by Luke, who took a calmer approach.