The Grump Who Stole Christmas

Chapter 5

            ****TW: Weight loss******

Zola

I woke up and turned to my left to see if I woke up Nathan but I saw no one next to me.

I looked straight ahead and Nathan was holding his pillow sleeping in his chair.

I stayed on my side of the bed he gave me so why did he leave?

I had a flashback memory of the times when I would wear knee-length rompers in my house and my family would always call me fat whenever they saw my thighs.

That's why I don't like wearing anything short because I'm afraid that people will be looking at my thighs and they will say something about them to me.

I probably took up half of the bed so he didn't have any space to sleep.

I felt tears coming on but I got up and shook it off.  I walked towards the window and looked out.

There was still snow everywhere. And the clouds were not looking promising either.

I sat back on the bed and then Nathan woke up.

"Good morning. How did you sleep?".

"It was alright,".

"Why are you holding a pillow and sleeping in your chair?".

"Oh. I had some work to do last night so I didn't want to wake you so I did them at my desk and I guess I didn't realize I fell asleep".

He yawned and then took a big stretch which made all his muscles flex and showed a piece of his tattoos that he has.

"What do you wanna eat for breakfast".

"I'm not hungry".

"What do you mean? It's the first meal of the day".

"I just don't feel hungry".

"Okay... but when you do get hungry in a couple of hours what would you feel like eating?".

"I don't know. I'm just not hungry okay". I said getting up.

"Okay, okay, okay. Relax," He said getting up as well then pulling my hands down slowly to sit me back down on the bed.

"Who knew you were so jumpy about the subject of food," He said sitting back in his chair.

"Can you not be a dick so early in the morning?".

"I'm not trying to be. I was just trying to lighten the mood".

"Well, your joke sucked so".

"Jezz. Don't know why you're being such a bitch this morning. It was a bad joke. Whatever," He said getting up and he was about to leave.

"Wait. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude to you".

"Yeah, no shit".

"Can you just accept my apology"?

"Yes. I accept your apology," He said turning the doorknob and opening the door.

"What am I supposed to wear today? I don't feel like jumping back into the jeans I wore yesterday when I came over here to help you".

"Do you want something to wear from me?".

"Yes please".

He then went into his closet and pulled out a hoodie and some sweatpants.

"Here. You can wear these".

"And what are you going to wear?".

"I brought more than one pair of hoodies and sweats you know," He said laughing at me.