Fat Ugly Lies

Chapter 6

Everything started to become quieter,
Diminuendo,
The buzzing and the shouting came to a halt,
I was in utter bliss.

I didn't want to wake up.
Lying down, sun ray's on my face,
A lovely summer warmth,
I was afraid that if I opened my eyes,
I'd find out this was all a dream.
A really nice dream.

Mrs Stone! Look she's moving, I think she's awake!!
It was the person who brought me here.
A girl.
I can hear her voice clearly now.
It sounds familiar,
I don't quite know who it is.

I force my eyes open.
And it's not the storybook kind of open.
Not a snap, jolt or flutter open,
Rather a drag open.

As if something was repelling against me,
While I was trying to open them,
Some invisible force was keeping them closed.

When they opened they snapped shut again.
The summer sun I thought I'd dreamt was real,
Very real,
And very in my eyes.

My eyes slowly decided to let the light in,
Though I was unsure,
I liked the dark,
The pitch black nothingness where nothing will hurt me,

Because I wouldn't allow it.
Nothing could get in,
I'd rid myself of troubles,
The dark.
I'd like to stay in it forever.
If only

My eyes slowly adjusted and fixed themselves onto the girl in front of me.
White -with a fake tan (I can tell because of faint streaks)
Not too tall,
Pretty auburn hair, in a long bob.
Freckles scattered everywhere like someone had put paint on a toothbrush and flicked it everywhere over her face.

But the most important thing to take note of.
Her size.
Not skinny.
But slim.
Skinny enough to have a flat stomach and oval face,
But "chubby" enough to add curves and shape to get figure.

Perfect.

Anyone would describe her like that.
Even a blind person.
Hey, are you ok? Would you like some water?
She was kind too.
I nodded, not because I wanted water but because I wanted her to keep her distance while I got up.

As expected, when I steadied myself into an upright sitting position,
Everything released,
Probably as far back as last Friday,
I was fortunate enough to be blessed with ninja skills.

My hand jolted out and reached for the cardboard bowl,
It resembles a hat,
I used to wear it in my head as a child and people would give me funny looks,
My mum told me why and I threw up in the bowl,

At least I used it right that time.
A horrid mix of half digested and digested foods and liquids rapidly filled the bowl.
My eyes stung with tears,
My uniform had another stain to worry about,

And when I thought it was all over,
The acid comes in.
It's what happens when you can't stop gagging,
Even after all the food is out of your system,
You still need to release something,

So the retching carries on,
Yellow acid,
Bile
It rhymes with vile.

The hat is full,
So the bright yellow acid,
Has no where to go,
But all over the bed,
And me.

The best way to spend a Friday night
Said nobody
Ever
Including me.
Though you get used to it,
Especially since it's happened many times before.

Only the times before I had no help,
It doesn't make the situation any different though.
Same scene but in a different environment.
Every time.
Over and over again.

Sup people! How're you liking this story so far? Comment down your opinions and etc and Also -if you could name the characters in this book (me, you and the girl) what would you name them? I'm curious. Have a great day and I'll see y'all tomorrow.
But obviously I won't SEE you lot tomorrow but in a way I will, do you get me?
Yeah, you get me. Well ciao.