That girl named Ana

Chapter 4

I ran down the stairs, drying my cheeks while ymy mom is left chocked in my room. I can't believe I told her that I starved! It must be Ana at the door, but she never wants to meet my family?

I open the door still flushed and ready to fall into a pair of skinny long arms, but instead I look into a pair of not so well known eyes. 

"A-Angus?", I stutter. Looking around to see if the rest of his posey is with him and then drag him inside and up to my room before anyone can ask me about stuff or my mom starting to talk to me.

"What are you doing here? Is this a prank? I really have no time for it then!"

"Hey, wow, Grace! are you okay?", he looks at me and I notice that tears have begin to fall again. I wipe them of quickly and nod.

"I know I shouldn't be here, and I shouldn't care about you but I do, and when I saw you running home, I just needed to see if you where okay, and yet I still regret coming, because I know you hate me.", he spits out as if the faster he talks the less I'll hear.

"Angus, I don't hate you. I've never did, or will. But you really shouldn't have come, your friends won't like you hanging around the fat cow, and I don't wanna get you hurt.", I look down, listening to my own words in my head again.

"Wow, Grace, you listen to what they say? Fat cow? Seriously, I'm worried tha you're to skinny, dont you ever eat?"

"I really shouldn't tell you about this...", once again I look at my feet.

"I know I've never protected you, but I'm here for you. I'm done with Michelle, Maya and Zach. The only thing they ever do is hurt people, and I thought I didn't care, but when they hurt people I care about, I can't keep them going. Grace, tell me about this," he waves his hands, showing my body. My stomach flutters when he says 'Zach', but goes crazy when he tells me he cares. No one has ever cared, not even Ana, who may not even exist.

"Well, I... I don't know where to start.. or end, if it even has ended."

"You don't have to tell me now, just know that I'm here, and I care, okay?"

"Fine...", I mumble. He looks around my room and walks over to my messy desk.

"You know you're really good at this," he takes a piece of paper with some text on it and my face gets red. It's a poem about Ana. Ana who nobody knows about, and not even I am sure about her.

"It all starts in a game,

With two girls with one name,

One body to fight for,

One wants less,

The other more,

And it's all so bright,

How much their gonna

Fight."

He reads. I remember writing it in my first week knowing Ana. That was the most confusing week ever. She just started to come around out of nothing and asked me not to eat and to starve for a few days. She said it was a dare, and I took it. A game to play, where I finally weren't alone.

"Who's Ana?", Angus suddenly asks breaking my mind from the poem. I look up to see him with my diary in his hands, reading one of the first pages.

"What? Oh my god, don't read that! It's secret!", I reach for it but he laughs and holds it over his head. Reading out loud again.

"Dear Diary,

I am so confused, this girl named Ana showed up and she gave me a dare. I said yes, because finally I don't have to be alone about something. She's gorgeus, skinny and perfect. But her mind is weird and she acts like a bitch, but if she wants to be my friend, why not?

I can't stop thinking about Zach. His all in my mind every fucking day. Maybe if I get as skinny as Ana, he will get his head out of Michelles ass and notice me? I hope so because I think I'm in love, and we all know how that went last time with..."

Angus stops reading. But he doesn't have to anymore, I know the last part. "We all know how that went last time with Angus. He was in love, but not in me.". He finally pulls his arm down just so I can reach for the book and put it back on my desk. Right before I say something, Angus has pinned me to the wall with both of his hands on my wrists, holding my arms above my head. He leans down to my ear and whispers:

"I never loved you, because I hated the thought of not getting loved by you.", and then he kisses me. Soft and sweet, right on the lips as the first kiss we had together, this time more mature. Before I get to open my eyes or even kiss back his out of the door. I slide down to sit with my back against the wall. My fingers find there way to my lips and I can still feel the spark that he left on them. I've never felt a spark like this, not with anyone. My fingers stay on my bottomlip as I lay down in my bed and fall asleep, dreaming of Angus and Zach but only one of them making my lips turn to fireworks.

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HOLLA BABES!

So you all have to know, this story isn't only about eating disorders, its a love story too! 

So who do you like the most? Angus or Zach? Ana or Grace?

I think we all know my answer (;

I really like Ana's character though, because she's a bitch. Grace and her, reminds me a lot about me. Well not the eating disorder part... But the way being a bitch but insecure too.

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