Same Love (Lesbian)

Ana and Mia Return

                                                                                *Trigger Warning*

  A couple weeks later, I was looking through my closet to find a pair of leggings to lay around in since it was the weekend. I pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and looked at the tag. Size 00. I missed that. I was now a size 6, only because my mother watched me like a hawk and wouldn't let me purge and she made sure I ate everything.

   I peeked outside of my bedroom. No one in sight. I looked out the window. Mom's car and my brother's motorcycle were gone. I walked in the kitchen and made my concoction of an emetic. I mixed it up and drank it quickly, then went in the bathroom and pulled my hair up. It only took about 10 minutes and I was throwing up.

   I cleaned myself up and brushed my teeth. I stepped on the scale and I wrote the weight on my stomach with a sharpie. I took a razor from the counter and took the blades out. I took it, slashed my skin into the words "fat" and "don't eat" and then I washed it off, and put the blades in my room. I put on a black shirt to hide the bloody wounds from showing.

      I heard my mom unlock the door and go straight to the fridge for wine. I rolled my eyes and put in my headphones. While Same Love came on, I thought about Danny. Danny cannot find out about this. Ever.

       A couple weeks later, I was looking through my closet to find a pair of leggings to lay around in since it was the weekend. I pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and looked at the tag. Size 00. I missed that. I was now a size 6, only because my mother watched me like a hawk and wouldn't let me purge and she made sure I ate everything.

         I peeked outside of my bedroom. No one in sight. I looked out the window. Mom's car and my brother's motorcycle were gone. I walked in the kitchen and made my concoction of an emetic. I mixed it up and drank it quickly, then went in the bathroom and pulled my hair up. It only took about 10 minutes and I was throwing up.

         I cleaned myself up and brushed my teeth. I stepped on the scale and I wrote the weight on my stomach with a sharpie. I took a razor from the counter and took the blades out. I took it, slashed my skin into the words "fat" and "don't eat" and then I washed it off, and put the blades in my room. I put on a black shirt to hide the bloody wounds from showing.

          I heard my mom unlock the door and go straight to the fridge for alcohol. I rolled my eyes and put in my headphones. While Macklemore Same Love came on, I thought about Danny. Danny cannot find out about this. Ever.