P Is For Pain

Binge And Purge

A while later, after more talking, of course, Junior and Penelope had finally reached the apartment complex where Penelope lived with her family.

She was somewhat worried, wondering how bad it was in the house, so she turned to Junior and asked. "Junior, uh. C-can you come with me to the door?"

Junior was actually worried for her too, so after hearing the fear in her voice, he was definitely going to come along. "Of course!"

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A bit later, they were just at the door of the apartment.

"Well, um. See you tomorrow at school, I guess." Junior said, hesitantly.

"Yeah, maybe we can FaceTime later today." Penelope suggested.

Junior smiled. "That sounds great!"

Junior walked down the stairs and Penelope went into the apartment.

She was immediately met with her father with an angry look.

"And where have you been, young lady?" He said in a sarcastically sassy tone.

She looked at him blankly before saying in a bland tone. "Just with a... friend, walking home." She hesitated, not wanting to reveal her and Junior were dating.

Brooklyn Guy rolled his eyes. "Yeah right, anyone that's your friend is only friends with you out of pity or desperation."

She didn't feel like giving her "father" any attention, and went into her room.

A little while later, Penelope heard shouting from her father, and crying from her step mother.

What she was hearing this time in particular, made her blood boil and made her sick to her stomach.

So, as known already, Karen was pregnant, a month and a half along to be exact, Brooklyn Guy wasn't happy at all but had to put up with it cause of Florida's anti abortion laws, Karen was wanting to eat more, sleep more, and overall just take it easy cause she was pregnant, not only that, she was going to have twins.

Brooklyn Guy was furious that she could demand any of these things.

"Who the fuck is gonna take care of the house with you sitting around napping all day? And I don't want you getting even fatter with you eating more!" He yelled.

"But Boyny, I have to do this or I'll lose the babies and we could get into trouble with the law." Karen pleaded.

Brooklyn Guy was about to say something but, she was right, with the heavy ban on terminations, Karen and even maybe him, could be thrown in jail and be under investigation for if she had a miscarriage cause of authorities thinking that it was some sort of induced abortion.

And even though Brooklyn Guy was a cop, he couldn't prevent that.

He just took a deep breath in, and slammed his fist into the wall while grunting loudly, causing the wall to break with there being a small hole.

"You're right, do whatever. I'm gonna go drink." He grumbled before putting his coat on and walking out the door to go to the bar.

Karen's lip quivered before she dropped on her knees and sobbed.

Penelope debated on whether or not to go and comfort Karen but suddenly she heard Karen walk to her room and shut the door.

'Alright I guess I'll just give her space for now, I guess I'll go check on Eva and Cooper.' She thought.

She first went to Coopers room, and knocked on the door. "Hey, Coop."

"Sissy?" He asked, behind the door.

"Yes it's me, Coop. Can I come in?" Penelope asked softly.

"Um, no. I wanna be by myself." He answered truthfully. "I'm sorry."

Penelope was hurt a little but understood, his brother probably was too shaken up by the fight.

"But." He began. "What does 'pregnant' mean, Penny? Mommy and daddy were saying it."

Penelope decided to be truthful. "It means that mommy is gonna have another baby." She said 'baby' instead of 'babies' cause she didn't realize it was twins.

"Yay! I hope it's a boy!" He said sounding excited.

Penelope smiled softly at her brothers innocence.

"Alright, well I'm gonna go now, have fun, okay?" Penelope said.

Penelope then went to Eva's room, where they had the same discussion about Karen being pregnant.

She gave her a hug and went to her own room. She sat on her carpet, and just kind of spaced out for a while, feeling very overwhelmed.

A while later, she realized everyone was quiet, she left her room to see nobody had left their room.

She felt very hollow yet stressed.

Without even really thinking she went into the kitchen, went to the fridge, and grabbed as much food as she could carry.

She grabbed three cupcakes, a pot of last nights pasta, not caring it was cold, a big block of cheese, a can of sprite, and a fork.

It's like at that moment she didn't care about the weight she would gain and what her father would think.

She eventually reached her room and let go of everything on her desk, still, not thinking clearly, all she could feel was hunger.

TW binge eating

Penelope began by wolfing down the cheese, didn't taste as good as the cheese was by itself, but that didn't matter to her.

She could barely breathe cause the cheese was still kind of going down her throat, so she grabbed the can of sprite and began guzzling a good half of it down, clearing her breathing.

After that, she took the fork and began eating the cold pasta straight out of the pot with just the fork and began shoveling the pasta in her mouth.

She kept eating out of the pot until there was a little bit less than half of the pasta was still left in the pot, then she took a few sips of the sprite.

Then at last, she scarfed down the three cupcakes and drank the last of the sprite.

Ok it's over.. for now...

Penelope sat there, it starting to sink in, she just binged again.

She felt sick, not just because she had eaten so much, mostly that though, but also because now she had realized that she basically just lost control again and that her dad might find out and be enraged.

Also, since her body wasn't used to eating that much, she began to feel like she wanted to throw up, she wanted to purge anyway, but this made it easier.

TW purging (making self throw up)

Penelope went into her bathroom, knelt down in front of the toilet, put two fingers down her throat.

She began to gag a little, tears pricking in her eyes, before vomit began shooting out over her mouth into the toilet.

More throw up kept coming back up for about a couple more minutes until there was barely anything left in her stomach.

Over

She got up from the ground, taking a few squares of toilet paper to wipe the dribbles of vomit from her toilet seat, and threw it in the bowl before flushing the toilet.

Penelope went to the sink and washed her mouth out with water, gargling it and spitting it out.

Then she brushed her teeth and washed her mouth more with mouthwash and rinsed her mouth with water.

After that, Penelope took all the stuff she got from the kitchen, she buried the trash down in the trash can, and put the pot back in the fridge.

She then went back into her bedroom, put on her pajamas and after that, went into bed and cried herself to sleep.

Anyone have any ideas for what they wanna see in the next chapter? I may or may not be able to do it depending on what it is and whether or not it'll go against my plan for the story