After the film, Joe left and so did the rest of the boys. I pulled out my spare bed and Skye slept on that. Anna slept in my bed with me, head-feet. I stared at her thin ankles and sighed. She really needed to start eating again. She'd be dead by the end of next week. I heard her stomach rumble and sighed again.
"For fucks sake Anna. Just eat already!" I whispered.
"No, I'm fat enough already."
"Shut the fuck up you liar! You're eating breakfast tomorrow." I snapped. She was silent for a moment.
"Okay, but only a little bit. Smallest portion ever." She agreed. I smiled, pleased with myself. And then I fell to sleep.
I woke up with a jolt. A new nightmare had crept up and it was one of Joe picking Anna up and snapping her in half. It wasn't a pretty dream. Anna wasn't next to me anymore, so I leaned up and saw her sprawled out all over Skye, with her foot inside Skye's mouth. I laughed and went downstairs. I cooked breakfast and I heard Skye's scream and Anna's laugh. I laughed again as Skye came running down, flinging herself at the sink and washing her mouth out. She looked at the breakfast I was cooking and grinned.
"Heather Boa's famous cooked breakfast!" She laughed. I smiled and served her up everything. She grinned and hunkered down, tucking into her bacon. Anna came down next, still laughing.
"What do you want, Anna?" I asked. She looked at the things cooking and smiled.
"The smallest piece of bacon and a little portion of scrambled eggs please." She said. I served up some small bacon and a little portion of scrambled eggs and then gave it to her. I served myself everything and sat down to eat. I practically shoveled it into my mouth while Anna cut hers up. She put one piece in her mouth and straightened up.
"Wow, Heather, this is amazing!" She grinned and began eating more of it.
"I'll make it any time, if you want to eat it." She shrugged, her smile slipping from her face, but she still ate. She finished the eggs and bacon and then sat back, rubbing her stomach. Even a small meal would fill up her stomach.
"Well, I'm stuffed." She said. I grinned and finished mine. I watched Skye eat with deadly slowness, and I sighed. She looked up and grinned then started shoveling it down. It still took her ages.
After half an hour of watching Skye eat, I got up and washed the dishes. Anna grabbed the tea towel and started spinning it, making it whirl round and twist. And then she whipped me with it and I yelped, dropping the plate into the sink. Anna smirked and went on to drying the dishes. Skye sat back and did nothing. As always. She got up and went upstrairs and then returned dressed in the clothes she was wearing yesterday. By this time, we'd finished washing the dishes and me and Anna went to get dressed. I got changed into a tank and a 'The Mignigt Beast' hoodie and my skinny jeans. I shoved on some socks and watched as Anna carefully placed her shirt over her skeleton figure. I growled. I hated her. She needed to eat. Anna was my best friend and I didn't want to see her die. Which would be soon. She finished dressing and smiled at me. Then my phone vibrated and I looked at the text.
Damn enemy gang want another fight tomorrow. Be prepared.
It was from Kieran. I sighed.
"There's another fight tomorrow," I told Anna.
"What? We just had one yesterday!" She said. I shrugged.
"Enemy gang wants another one." I said and she nodded. We went downstairs and told Skye, who sighed. But I'd see Joe again. That's all I cared about.
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Love, Live, Punch...
RomanceHeather has just became her gangs leader. Again. Her gang runs into another gang and they all become instant enemies. But it seems that the enemy gangs gang leader, Joe, has a connection with Heather. Soon enough, they're hiding their love from ever...
