15 - Diet pills

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Patrick's POV

It had been nearly three weeks since Pete had arrived. Turns out he was staying for two months not weeks. I like having him around. It's gonna be awful when he leaves. This morning, he went out to get the shopping as dad was at work and I was asleep. I found myself on the internet looking up new diets as the exercise had kinda worn off and I had gained a little weight. There were so many. Some say they worked and others say they didn't and I didn't know who to believe. Then I saw these diet pills. I chewed on my lip nervously as many people said not to use them as they can kill you. I really needed to loose weight though. I gave in after a long fifteen minutes of thinking whether to get them or not and ordered them. 

When Pete got home, I acted like nothing had happened. 
"Did you find a diet?" He asked me while unpacking the shopping. I sat at the table and played with my chubby fingers.
"Yeah" I nod, biting my lip. "Yeah, I'm gonna start in a few days" I smile at him. 
"Patrick..." I look away from him. "What have you done?" 
"Nothing"
"Patrick..." He dropped the can he was holding and turned to me. "I'm not going to make you tell me what you did but all I wanna know is was it responsible?"
"You're acting like my dad" I mumbled.
"Was is responsible?" He repeated the question. I didn't know what to tell him. I didn't want him to be annoyed at me but I didn't want him to know about the pills.
"Yes" I tell him.
"Okay." He goes back to unpacking. 


When the pills arrive two days later, thankfully it was only me home. Pete had gone to the gym I believe. He tried to get me to go but I wasn't going there. It seemed you had to be a decent fitness not to be laughed out of there. You certainly couldn't be like me. When they arrived, I sat on my bed holding the box.
Was it responsible? 
Pete's voice echoed in my head. No. No it wasn't and I felt so guilty lying to him. 

Lose up to 10 stone in just over a week!

The box said in block-like text. These had to be dodgy but I had to take them. I needed that weight loss. I'd be eight stone and it would be perfect. I took one and washed it down with the cold tea on the floor beside my bed that must have been there for a couple of days. It didn't taste to good but it was okay.

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