Before He Met Her

Chapter Twenty Four

  The next morning I was woken up earlier than I wanted to be. The bell went off meaning that it was time for Breakfast. "Fuck, are they gonna turn that damn bell off!" Chris said groggily as he pulled his covers over his head. "Hopefully." I said as I quickly pulled my sleepy self out of bed.

  "Ugh, I'm so not ready for this." Chris said as he went into the bathroom. I went over to where my closet was and I looked for some clean clothes to wear. I pulled out a pair of jeans and my wrestling sweatshirt. I quickly changed into them, I was surprised at how loose my jeans were In the waits now.

  I then went into the bathroom after Chris told me he was finished. I closed the door behind me and washed my face off with my acne face wash, then I brushed my teeth. I then gazed at my appearance in the mirror and noticed that my clothes were extremely baggy.

  That was okay with me because I didn't want anyone to see how gross my body was. After last night's dinner fiasco I'd never felt grosser in my life until I purged the meal out of my system. I'd been doing it since I got here and so far none of the staff has noticed.

  I looked down at my hands and they had calluses on the backs of them and new scars on my knuckles from last night. "You ready?" Chris asked me. "Yeah, just a second." I told him as I lifted my shirt up to body check myself again. My abs somehow we're still defined and they now had little veins on the side of them.

  I had to keep in mind that these bathrooms here didn't have locks on them. They say that it's for safety reasons, but I knew it was also because I had a history of purging. "Come on man, they're gonna come looking for us if we aren't down there by 7:30." Chris told me as I opened up the bathroom door.

  "Sorry that I took so long." I told Chris as we made our way to the dining room. "Eh, don't worry about it man I don't wanna go either." Chris told me as we made our way over to our seats at the table. "Nice of you two to join us for breakfast." The therapist said as we took our seats.

  I rolled my eyes as I began to bite my nails, it was a nervous habit of mine. Hilary was sitting across from me and she seemed nervous about something. The therapist was talking to Chris now. The cook was begging to place the breakfast trays in front of us. I really hated this having to be forced to eat.

  I looked at my tray and instantly wanted nothing to do with any of it. They gave me an everything bagel with cream cheese and a box of juice also a banana. "I'm not gonna be eating any of this." I whispered to Chris once the therapist was out of earshot. "I got whole milk yogurt, dates and a banana with a granola bar.

  Granola bar. I thought to myself as I remembered that my mother forced me to eat one before my match and I ended up throwing it up before I blacked out. "What's up with you, ya seem kinda out of it." He said to me. "Uh, nothing it's just that the last time I had a granola bar was when my mother forced me to eat one before my match and I ended up throwing it up." I told Chris. I see, so that kinda triggered you?" Chris asked me.

  No it's not that I just think about that every now and then, I wish I was more careful." I explained to him. "Hilary you're doing good there." A nurse told her. "So you think I'm a pig and that I'm eating too much!?" Hilary shouted as she got up and threw her tray away. "Hilary, wait!" I said as I chased after her.

  She was so upset that she ran back to her room and slammed the door behind herself. "Hilary, they're going to come looking for you." I said as I nocked on her door. "I don't care, I'm not eating any more of that food." She said to me through the door. "Is she in there?" The therapist asked me. "Yes, she's really upset." I explained to the therapist.

  "I'll talk to her." He told me as he opened the door with a key. "How did you get in here?!" Hilary asked the therapist. "I got the key." The therapist explained. "Can you please tell me why you're so upset?" The therapist asked Hilary. "A nurse told me that I'm doing good with eating my breakfast, so that made me feel like I'm eating too fast and that I'm a pig." Hilary explained as tears streamed down her face.