Curves For My Mate.

Chapter 9

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I woke up that afternoon to a tray with a ham sandwich and some water beside my bed. Was that it? I gave a very unladylike snort leering at my insufficient lunch.

I ate anyways before I remembered that I hadn't bathed today,so I made my way to the bathroom ,undressing as I walked. I walked in and walked to the mirror,which was a rare occurance. I stared at my almond shaped chocolate brown eyes,my chubby cheeks,which personally I thought were cute. My eyes travelled to my breasts,which weren't much at a B cup but were perky and round. My stomach,well that was different story. My stomach was not flat and toned,oh no,none of that, but I didn't think it was that big. Actually it was kind of big and I had nasty stretch marks on my waist. I could feel the tears building up in my eyes but for some reason I continued. I had huge thighs. Huge. And I hated them. So thick. My light brown practically yellow skin wasn't smooth all over and perfect,I had various black spots on my body and a few on my face. Probably why my mate didn't want me,I mean just look at me. My hands and feet weren't small and dainty either. I had long fingers with beautiful long finger nails, I actually liked my nails they were so feminine. But my feet,Ugh,they weren't huge but I would say they were kinda long. I don't know why I did this when I knew it would only hurt me,but maybe I need this pain. I needed it to remind myself that I wasn't dead cause I sure didn't feel alive here.

I tore my eyes from the mirror but the damage had been done. I could feel the tear make tracks down my face as I stepped into the huge glass shower and by the time the water got to the right temperature,sobs were racking my body. I felt myself slide down to the floor. It was kind of like an out of body experience. I knew it was me but at the same time I felt like it was someone else.

When I was done with my tearful shower,I stepped out and quickly got dressed in a pretty blue sun dress and some sandals,before making my way to the bed again, well it's time to get on with my day as usual. I wonder why I even bothered to put on shoes. I sat there doing nothing for about fifteen minutes before I decided to just go knock on my door until hopefully someone passing by heard it. I knocked for a good ten minutes and nothing happened. I admit it wasn't a very good plan but I just hoped I would get lucky for once. I tried the doorknob just for the hell of it but guess what???? It motherfucking opened! I had wasted so much time, Ugh! I slowly stepped out slightly apprehensive. What if it's a trap?

I closed the door behind me and realised that I had absolutely no where to go. I just turned left and kept walking.

A century later....

Here lay the bones of Katalya James..... lost on her quest to find the kitchen to get a sufficient lunch......rest in peace.P.S  we hope you didn't die hungry...

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Ok so what really happened was that I was indeed currently lost and have been so for an hour now and was more hungry than ever. My stomach could totally start an earthquake.

I took a right leading to who knows where, but it turned to be........ the kitchen!!!!! Finally. Gahd what's a girl gotta do to have a decent meal in this place?

An hour later I was enjoying some rice and chicken when I felt something tag at the bottom of my dress. I looked down to see a little boy with the most beautiful green eyes stating back at me.

"Hey there sweety." I said in what I hoped was a sugary voice.

"Hello Luna." I practically choked when he refered to me by my title. How dis this little kid know? Did everybody know? I was brought out of my mental rant when I felt a tag at my dress again.