Adopted by Lady Gaga

(7)

"Samantha! come down for dinner!"
i groaned getting out of bed
"coming!" i yelled hurrying down the stairs
the table was set with fancy glasses, plates and she had spaghetti made.
"fancy, don't you think?" gaga said looking at the table proudly
"very" i said chuckling trying to hide the fact that i couldn't eat.

calories.

we sat down and dug in. i moved my food around, taking a few bits at a time

i could feel calories building inside of me.

"is it good?" gaga asked looking at my plate
"yeah, i'm just not hungry, i had a pretty big lunch"
"oh really?" gaga said raising an eyebrow "Mary said you didn't eat lunch"

fuck.

uh..i.. i'm just not hungry"

nice going you idiot, now shes suspicious

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"Samantha?" gaga asked quietly
"whats up?" i said trying to play it off cool
"you do know that i know exactly what your doing"
"i have no idea what you're talking about" i lied focusing on the spaghetti on my plate
"you know EXACTLY what i'm talking about" gaga said a little more stern
i looked down at my fingers fiddling with them, bitting my bottom lip nervously
this can't been happening. not now. she'd know too much and then she'd just leave me.

"so you wanna start talking?" she questioned making me look up at her
"uh.. i think i'll pass" i said scooting my chair back and darting up to my room
but before i even was up the first step i felt two arms pull me back and set me on the couch
"shit" i cursed
"look babe, i know that its hard.. its very hard but you'll feel better, cmon talk to me please, i'll listen, you'll feel so much better sharing this"
i looked up at her, she was sitting on a small table in front of me, she had a sad, hopeful look on her face.
i sighed and opened my mouth
"you'll laugh at me. you won't believe me. you'll think i'm lying for attention, you'll send me back, you'll admit that it was all for publicity. you'll just leave me like the rest"

she looked at me in shock, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. my eyes widened, i made her cry?
feeling guilty i got up and headed for my room again but like before a familiar pair of arms pulled me back to the couch but this time on her lap, i tried to get up but she held me.
her fingers stroked my hair soothingly.
at this point we were both crying.
"i am NEVER leaving you, ever, you hear?"
"id be okay with that" I whispered
"good" she said smiling lightly through her tears "now start talking" she said quietly

great. just great.