2p America X Chubby! Reader Second part

You manages quickly through your day. Not talking to anyone, not even the people you usually talked to. A girl who became your friend was a bit worried and kept trying to talk to you but you just ignored her. Your mind still couldn't wrap around what happened in the morning. 'Who was that guy? What did he want? Why did he attack me?' you kept asking yourself. You got a bit confident just by remembering how you were able to tackle him down. Some people had actually told you to join the football team, and you wanted to but you just couldn't see yourself surrounded by guys during practice.

The last bell rung and you swung your back pack over your shoulder. "Hey, _________. What's up?" you heard someone ask you. You turned to find a young Italian friend of yours. "Hey Feliciano. Nothing really" you chuckled and walked out the door. He followed close behind playing with the knife he had in his pocket. Feliciano was always known for his short temper and 'extreme' behavior. "I've seen you haven't been talking much today, something happened?" he asked. You shook your head. "nothing at all" you said and fixed his tie and patted his shoulders. "You got stuff to 'do', so how about you head home already" you smiled and headed to the offices, where out helped out after school. He smiled "Alright, love. I'll see you tomorrow" he smiled and walked off. You sighed and rubbed your head a bit "I hate it when he calls m that... makes me feel too special" you whisper and walked off.
Once you entered the office a lady handed you a portfolio. "This is a new student we will be having. I checked through and he has all your classes so you will do the favor of showing him around" a busty lady with weird puffy hair said to you as she chewed gum. You too it and read the name 'Alfred F. Jones'. You flipped it open. He had been kicked out of every other high school around the whole district. "just my luck, a trouble maker" you sighed. "Yeah, sorry Hun. that's everything so I'll see you tomorrow after school" the woman said. You nodded and left looking into the files. "Alfred. Age: 16. Gender: Male. Address: ----" you stopped noticing he didn't live that far from you. "hmm... He has a brother who will also be attending here... Matt Williams" you continues.

You got home and slowly opened the door. You put your back pack on the nearest sofa and headed to the kitchen. You sighed as your stomach growled. "i need to lose this" you said and pokes your stomach. You felt like you were about to cry and just drank water. Heading to your room you put the folder on your bed and stared at the large mirror on your wall. Your (E/C)eyes stared in horror into the mirror. "I gained weight!" you cried and covered your face. You ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower. You dried your hair while walking back to your room, looking down at your feel hoping you would slip and fall, hopefully break something. You changed into some sweats and one of your brothers shirts. Your mom hated you dressing like a boy but it was the only way you didn't look like a fat sausage. You sat on your bed and looked at the papers inside the folder. "I hope he isn't disgusted by me when he sees his guide tomorrow" you sobbed a bit and wipes the tears that almost feel from your eyes. You put your hand over your stomach and pinched the plushness you had. "I hate you... you're the reason people don't like me... the reason I hate myself, the reason I can't dress in pretty clothes and have a boyfriend" you cried lowly and stared down. You fixed your (H/C) into a pony tail and stares at your arm. It had been a long time since you have ever hurt yourself. it was usually a pencil scratch or something, you've never gone and cut yourself even if you were at the edge and had a knife already in your hand. You just traced your fingers over your hand and sighed. Falling back into your bed, you just curled up next to your gigantic stuff (fave. Animal) plush and drifted asleep. During the night you kept hearing the voice of the guy who you saw in the morning, telling you again and again that he'll kill you, and this didn't bother you at all. You were practically hoping you would see him soon.

The next morning you woke up by yourself and rubbed your eyes. Getting out of bed at the speed of a snail you changed and headed down stairs not caring to brush your hair properly. You grabbed a granola bar and headed to school. You didn't want to go, get a weird look from the new guy(s, counting his brother.) You sighed and went to the office handing back the portfolio given to you the day before. You waited there for a second ten headed out to the hallway near the entrance to find this 'Alfred' kid. You didn't wait long. You started to hear loud cursing coming your way. "Shut the fuck up Matt, not my fault the Mother fucker got away" a voice growled. "You let the fucker get away. He owes you money what the hell, this isn't like you" the other, in a weird Canadian accent growled back. You turned around and saw the same guy you had yesterday and a blond guy with his long hair tied back, wearing dark shades. The brown-red haired guy grinned as he saw you standing there. "Oh, so you're back" he said. You stepped back "L-look, I didn't do anything to you... why do you want to hurt me?" you asked backing up. "No reason at first, but yesterday you managed to escape me so now I'll finish the job" he grinned. "A-Alright... " you sighed. He blinked "What?" he asked. "Go ahead kill me..." you said and stared to the side. He kept staring at you eyes wide, his shades about to fall from his head where his cowlick held them in place. The other also stared kind of amazed that you would give up. "No fight what so ever... kill me..." you said lowly.