The sound of silence hangs in the air as I sleep. I enjoy the silence. My alarm sounds with an annoying beeping sound, breaking the silence like a rock breaking glass. I reach my hand out and try to shut it off. The sound comes to stop, silence once again. I lay there and think, thinking if I should get up, to start another day. I slowly drift back to sleep but, my phone rings. I roll my eyes and pick up my cell phone. I clear my dry throat before I start speaking. "Hello," I say in my morning voice. It sounds like I'm sick but I'm not. "Happy 23 Birthday Becca!" It's my mom, shit. I've always hated my birthday because it was the day I was put into this world when meanwhile, I just want to leave. "Thanks mom," I say with no emotion in my voice at all. Even though I don't see her, I can tell she just frowned at the tone of my voice. "Why don't we go out for dinner tonight, we can go somewhere or you can come here. I can even come there if you want!" She pretends that she didn't hear how I sounded. My eyes go wide as she suggests dinner. Silence then comes back and stays for a bit until I'm the one who breaks it this time. "Um, sure," I just want to make my mom feel happy, she deserves to be.
I then get up and change into workout clothes. I don't bother making my bed knowing I'll be there again soon. I slowly walk through my small apartment and into the kitchen. I grab a banana and a glass of milk. I run to the bathroom and stand over the toilet, it's hard to not eat when you have emetophobia, the fear of throwing up. I just do what I always do, I eat something than work out until I've lost all that I ate. Since I only ate a little, I'm not gonna have to do a lot this morning so, I just take a jog to the park. I grab my phone,headphones, and apartment keys. I open my front door and the November air hits my face. I put my keys in my flower pot next to my door so I don't have to carry them. I plug in my headphones and I start my 4 mile run to the park.
I get to the park and there are only a couple of families there with their kids. I smile, remembering some memories I had with my family. I shake that thought out of my head and focus on why I'm here, to lose weight.
(A/N: sorry for the short chapter, hopefully the next one will be longer! If you guys want to follow my twitter its @twenty1planes. Btw, Cara Delevingne plays Rebecca or Becca. ily all!)

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Emetophobia
FanfictionA story about a boy who plays soccer and girl who has a fear of throwing up. (Cover made by: @OliviaMae128)