The Lovely Lie of "I'm Okay."

Her: Part One: The Truth

Hey guys! Just telling you in advance that this is going to be a longer chapter but I'm uploading it just because of all the followers I've gained in the last 2 days! THIS IS FOR YOU GUYS! I LOVE YOU ALL! :)

BTW THAT A REMIX OF WILD (BLUE NEIGHBORHOOD part 1/3) AND I FREAKING LOVE IT! (I have a slight obsession with remixes)

This is part one of two for this chapter. Part two will go up tomorrow.

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That next morning, I wake up and head downstairs to see that Dad is already gone. Nothing new. I open the fridge and take out the jug of pulp free orange juice. I barely get a sip in before the doorbell rings.

I open the door to see a very tired looking Noah. His pale blonde strands sticking every which way and he has very dark bags under his eyes as if he hasn't slept in days. "What do you want?"

"Well good morning to you too sweetheart." He tugs a piece of my hair that's fallen out of its braid and saunters in right pass me.

"I didn't invite you in." I say shutting the door behind me. I pull my shorts down a bit to cover my thighs while he had his back to me.

It was a Saturday morning and I didn't want anything to do with him until Monday, knowing he'd follow me everywhere he could. I made it obvious to show how annoyed I was with him being here.

He doesn't respond my question, only walks to the fridge and pulls out a carton of eggs and a pack of bacon. "Noah." I am a very impatient person and I get ticked very easily. He continues to ignore me. "Josiah. Why the hell are you here."

"Congratulations," Noah doesn't even bother looking at me, instead turns and rummages through the cabinets until he finds two skillets. "You know how to use a yearbook." He turns back and turns on the stove. Looking at me, he changes topics. "How many eggs?"

My stomach growls at the thought of food, but quickly push it out of mind. "I'm not hungry, will you just please answer my question?"

"Get out of your pissy mood and maybe I will." I'm slightly in shock from his sass but don't let it show. He cracks multiple eggs in one skillet, then opens the entire pack of bacon and slides it into the other. Bacon was my favorite breakfast food and the sizzling and grease pops wasn't helping my situation any, causing an even louder growl come out. When was the last time I ate? "Obviously you're hungry or that monster that just growled at me wants me to leave."

"That monster was me and I do want you to leave." I smirk at him. What I wasn't expecting was him to have a serious expression when he looks back up at me.

"Ella," Chills go up and down my spine when he says my name so softly like that. "Ella, I know you're hungry. I haven't seen you eat at school in months and your body is showing it." I look down but see my fat hanging over everywhere. Fat thighs, fat stomach, fat ankles, fat everything.

I give him a questioning glare. "Okay first of all, stalking much?" He's not even phased by my words. "And second of all, that's just a flat out lie." I pick my glass up again and start sipping away.

He sets the spatula down and shakes his head before coming around the counter and takes my drink away and setting it down.

"Excuse you Mister, I was drinking that."

Noah turns back at me, his eyes dark with rage. "When was the last time you ate El?" His voice is quiet and he sounds truly concerned.

"I don't know." I hear my voice whisper back. I didn't even know I had said anything until I heard it come out.

He goes around the counter and turns the stove off, leaving the food in it. Noah comes back around and looks me dead in the eye before lifting me off the ground and starts walking down the hallway.

"Noah! What are you doing? Stop it!" I yell while beating my fists into his back. He ignores me and walks into the bathroom, setting me down on the counter. "What are you doing?" shout at him.

Noah positions his self between my thighs and tilts my chin up, our faces millimeters apart. I can feel my heart racing and our breaths quickening. He was so stunning. I don't know where this deep connection to him came from but I didn't want it to go away.

"What are you doing Noah?" But it barely came out as a whisper.

He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip, his eyes darting between my lips and my eyes. I wouldn't mind him kissing me. He leans towards me and I close my eyes, feeling his lips hovering over mine. I open my eyes to feel him move away from me and see him leaning against the door.

"Get up." He says.

"Excuse me?" I was so confused. "You put me here, and now you're telling me to get up? What do you want?" I slide off of the counter and lean against the bathroom wall.

Noah ignores my question and asks one of his own. "What size shirt is that?"

"Medium, why?"

"Its a freaking dress on you." He walks over to the scale on the floor and looks at me. "Get over here. I'm weighing you."

What now????? I can feel my chest tighten and a can't breathe. "Please, no." I whisper.

"What did you weigh six months ago Ella?"

"I don't know." Liar.

"Tell me."

"132."

He grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. "Please Ella. Just get on the scale." His eyes show sadness.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath before lifting my foot and stepping down.

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I had HAND WRITTEN this chapter but my fingers and brain went on a different route somewhere through this and yeah I like this much more. PLEASE PLEASE VOTE GUYS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH