The Broken Mirror

Chapter 28: Whirlwind-Alynne's POV

The last few months have just been an absolute whirlwind. So much has been going on lately the days have been flying right before my eyes. First, Benji and I announcing out engagement, then a little ring exchange ceremony because neither of us wanted a big and spectacular event. I also think that Benji secretly thought that with how a wedding is traditionally conducted would tear up some old wounds and sadness would wash over me, posing as a distraction from the wedding, of which I would be happy about and thoroughly enjoying.

After about a month of wedding festivities, Maddy announced that she was pregnant. Somehow, in some crazy way, she was able to hide it for five months. Five fucking months! When you're a couple of months along you've got to go to ultrasounds and all that appointment shit. Maddy's a doctor so she knows more than anybody exactly how important they are, so she definitely wouldn't skip out on them. She knows better than that!

Whatever, the secrets probably out now. The only thing is that I don't know who is more excited, me or her. Niw you might be thinking... Why the fuck would you be so excited about your friend being knocked up?

First of all, that's not a nice way of putting it. Maddy is a doctor, for the ten millionth time, so she wouldn't get "knocked up" The proper term would be impregnated or inseminated. Wow, look at me being all scientific! Well, by now you've probably already figured out exactly what I was leading up to saying so there's no point in keeping it a secret anymore! Not that it really ever was in the first place...

So... I'm pregnant! Yeah, yeah. Keep your derogatory comments to yourself because I don't want to hear it. That means I'm expected at the same time as Maddy, not to be weird or anything. I've heard from a lot of people that if you have a friend that's exacting around the same it does good to talk about varying things involved with pregnancy. Sure, there may be two months between us, Maddy being give months along and myself only three, but it's pretty close if you think about it. Also, I don't really have any other friends that are pregnant or even have the ability to.

In regards to this news, Benji has been absolutely ecstatic. I can't say that I blame him either because I'm almost the same way.

"Alynne, we've got to get going!" I heard Benji call out to me.

"Just a minute!" I returned, picking up a last few things.

"You don't want to be late now, do you?" He questioned, leaning beside the doorframe, shooting a sly brow in my direction. With the look that was upon his face, I couldn't help myself but crack up into laughter.

"I'm sure they won't mind waiting," I said as I spread chap stick over my lips and threw on my fluffy coat. You might be curious of what has become of my career, and I don't blame you for that. It's easy to assume that I left modeling. Everyone from my former agency, run by a fucktard known better as Mr. Whitman, discovered what I had gone through because of him and they all turned against him, so that agency has turned to dust. Monsieur, the non-Frenchman that ran the first agency that I was part of, offered to take me back but I refused. Thanks but no thanks, you know? I have joined my past colleagues in a couple shots that were promotional for body image and showed us in our true and natural forms, untouched by photoshop. This way, we could combat against what all other agencies are doing nowadays. I'm proud to admit that this was my idea.

Since I've come out of the hospital facility, I've seemingly spent so long in, I've become so much more observant about everyday signs of eating disorders and this had made me realize just how much we antagonize ourselves about our appearance, especially female teenagers. With this, I've decided to become a motivational speaker and help people recognize how beautiful they really are, whether it be internally, externally, or both. I've mainly become a speaker that makes appearances at schools to present to the school body.