REEVES, ZANE

[zane1]

EIGHTEEN. COLLAGE. BISEXUAL. HOT HEADED. JIMMY-RAY.
( ZANE CARTER REEVES )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

Just a couple quick facts about Zane, he's a freshman at college studying physiology. He's hot headed and a little bitchy. He's bisexual, but leans more towards males cause he's really picky when it comes to women and can't find anyone who can handle him. He has a two year old girl from his previous relationship, who he shares joint custody with. He's picky with his food. He's a gentleman, and very sweet most of the time especially towards women. He's also very protective of his daughter and only close friends know about Amalia.

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's ziggie and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about three years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by aim or pm. i'm also in the northern time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, none atm!

The young seemingly stickily thin boy stood there in complete an udder shock. His head slightly tilted at an angle with his mouth ajar. A rather larger boy stood in front of him and downed Rhys's plate of food almost in one bite. Then throwing the remaining food and tray at the boys face. He didn't make a sound not even a pout, but instead tried to cozy up to the male. Who was only more disgusted by the site of small bulimic boy cuddling closer. As if Rhys was the one who had done the wronging. He gave the stranger in front of him an apologetic look. Not one bit was the brooding male in front of him interested. He didn't know how Rhys could be and could have cared less. And before spitting in the young males face while making some derogatory comment about his weight. He forced him into the seat and out of his way, the small crowd behind the male laughing at Rhys's humiliation. Then all of then almost simultaneously walked away together leaving Rhys behind. Not only leaving him with the humiliation which he tried to cover up with a smile and telling himself 'he must have had a bad day', but with the feeling of guilt. If you think about it you ask yourself; 'well how is that even possible?'. Well Rhys's mind worked in a totally different way, obvious to anyone that it was not Rhys's fault for the way the other kid behaved to Rhys it was. No matter what situation it was always his fault. There was always something the boy could have done better. Did it matter that Rhys would probably never interact with him again? Not to the boy that was classified as bulimic. He would think back to this moment and any other moment he had screwed up when he was bent over a toilet thinking to himself 'maybe if I was thinner?'.

As people were filing out of the cafeteria he sat there in the same exact spot. He examined every face as each walked out. He didn't have much time before they disappeared out the double doors that led to the hallways, but took every second to ponder that every face that walked out that door he could be losing a new friend not to mention how every face was much more beautiful than his own or each person had a better figure. He shook the thoughts from his head, only when he was alone with his own thoughts was Rhys negative. With a shaky breath he brought his sweater to wipe the spit from his face and cleaned up the mess the other boy had made before leaving. He couldn't just sit there awkwardly though he had done it before, but he didn't want to let on something was wrong. His eyes went back to focusing on the double doors again some new students passing through and a couple doctors who stood guard most likely checking on the anorexic and bulimic students to make sure they we're eating. Mostly the reason he was in here to begin with. His schedule regulated to make sure he ate then he was kept an eye on to make sure he didn't throw it back up. Though he got away with it more often than the doctors noticed considering he only threw up during the night and always found something to throw up in then dump it later.. He loved food and loved eating despite getting rid of it later. Rhys just thought of it this way as long as he ate something that's what mattered most. He couldn't have been more wrong, but it made him feel better about himself and least that helped a little bit.

After dumping the remaining food in the trash can Rhys went back in line again for the second time. He wasn't able to eat the first time since his food had been taken away from him. Though he was happy to share his food or more like give away all his food whether you needed it or not. He had just been surprised the guy had been able to eat it so fast. Plus he Rhys was allowed to go through the line again so he wasn't too bothered by not being able to eat the first time. Again ordering the same thing as the first time around just what they we're serving as the main meal. After grabbing a milk he went to a different spot in the cafeteria, the far back corner. Normally he would sit with anyone who would let him, but being forced his medication this morning he wasn't outgoing as usual. He held is utensils in his hand staring down at the plate of food. Though except using the utensils he picks up not only minutes ago he took a deep breath then used his hands to stuff whatever they served into his mouth then swallowing hard. He felt utterly humiliated even if no one was watching him, but still he forced the food down his throat not using his fork or spoon once. Every minute or so checking out of the corner of his eye to make sure he wasn't being watched. And afterwords wiping away the food from his lips then using his napkin to wipe away the food from his hands. He hated his urges to suddenly down his food. It made him feel even more disgusting, but instead of going strait to the bathroom he sat there and drowned his milk. Slightly paranoid he was being watched or worse made fun of. That people were secretly talking about him and knew everything. And at that moment he felt lonely like he just wanted to slip through the cracks and disappear